Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Chapter 737: Chapter 737: It’s Better to Resolve Feuds Than to Create Them

The assistant’s eyes were full of disdain as she quickly sent a message back to Tracy. Sure enough, just as Miss Swift had guessed, this Xaviera Evans was just a rural bumpkin. Even if she had become Mrs. Mamet, she could not change her inherent rustic nature.

At first, Xaviera flatly refused, but when she heard that the reservation was at Elefelli Restaurant, she got in the car without hesitation. She must have known that only people with status and position could enter Elefelli Restaurant, and she was utterly unqualified.

If it hadn’t been for Miss Swift inviting Xaviera, she would probably never have had the chance to enter a place like Elefelli Restaurant in her life. Now that she had the opportunity to explore, she would definitely not refuse.

Steve Price stood his ground, watching Xaviera get into the car of the Swift family, hesitated for a moment, and then called Caleb Mamet, “President, the Swift family has taken Mrs. Mamet to Elefelli Restaurant. They said they wanted to apologize, but I always feel that it’s not that simple. Do I need to send someone to follow?”

Caleb Mamet spoke indifferently, “No need, she can handle it herself.”

Steve Price: “…” Right! With Mrs. Mamet’s temperament and tactics, those who bullied her would definitely come to a bad end.

“If you really can’t rest assured…” Caleb Mamet hesitated for a moment, “You can follow, and when she needs help, you can step in.”

Steve Price knew that the president was still worried inside, so as an attentive assistant, he should go and check on the situation.

Elefelli Restaurant was a high-end restaurant that suddenly rose to prominence in Libanan ten years ago. It instantly became a gathering place for the upper class, who used it as a symbol of their status.

This restaurant was hidden away, but once you passed through the narrow alley, you could see the antique courtyard, giving people a visual feast reminiscent of ancient times. The dishes here were also very diverse, with one special Wellington Steak made from premium crab paste and various precious ingredients. Only five servings were sold per day.

Elefelli Restaurant only served eight tables a day, so it might take half a month to book today’s seats in advance, which meant Tracy had planned this well ahead.

At this moment, both Tracy and Tobey Swift were dressed extravagantly, waiting for Xaviera to arrive.

Tobey Swift fumed, “Sis! Why did you invite her over? Does a country bumpkin like her deserve to come to a place like this for a meal?”

Tracy spoke calmly and gently, “Tobey, we can come to Elefelli because our teacher gave us his seats. It’s a precious opportunity. As the saying goes, it’s better to resolve enmity than to escalate it. Let’s take this opportunity to invite Xaviera over. I guess she has never been to Elefelli before, so maybe she will stop targeting us.”

Tobey snorted coldly. How could a country girl like Xaviera compare to her cultured sister? She was simply overestimating herself!

She shouted, “Sis! Let Xaviera come! You are now the last disciple of Mr. Lester Bank. I want to see what qualifications she has to compare with you!”

At this moment, footsteps were heard at the entrance. The two thought Xaviera had arrived, but it was the waiter who came in.

The waiter had heard the two talking behind Xaviera’s back and decided to step in, “Excuse me, Misses, your voices are too loud and will disturb other guests.”

Tobey blushed, embarrassed. It was her first time in such a place, and she didn’t expect there to be so many rules – even speaking loudly was not allowed.

As she said this, Xaviera had already reached the door. The waiter exchanged glances with her, said nothing, and left.

Seeing Xaviera, Tracy immediately greeted her warmly with a smile, “Xaviera, you’re here! We had some misunderstandings before, and it’s all my fault. You received the ‘Early Winter Snow Painting,’ right? Do you like it?”

Xaviera said nonchalantly, “I threw it in the warehouse. It’s just a painting.”

“What? You threw such a precious ‘Early Winter Snow Painting’ into the warehouse?” Tobey forgot the waiter’s reminder just now and yelled, “You uncultured country girl! You don’t know anything about paintings! How embarrassing!”

“That painting was what Miss Swift lost to me. It’s none of your business what I do with it. If I want to burn it, I will.” Xaviera retorted indifferently.

Tracy bit her lip, this Xaviera was truly sharp-tongued. That ‘Early Winter Snow Painting’ was her father’s favorite painting, always hung in his study, diligently wiped clean every day. And yet, Xaviera had just thrown it in the warehouse, letting it be covered in dust. Was she proud of her actions?