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Chapter 1115 - Chapter 1115 Chapter 1115 Why does he look down on the Drew

Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: Why does he look down on the Drew family? Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: Why does he look down on the Drew family? Xaviera Evans choked back a sob, the spiciness in her mouth still spreading, her eyes welling up with tears as she voiced her grievance: “I was just about to leave when Mr. Drew told me he needed to speak to me regarding a matter concerning Mr. Drew, but why would he need to tell me about this? Why doesn’t he seek out Caleb Mamet instead?”

The group cast doubtful glances at Boyd Drew.

Xaviera spoke again, her voice soft and trembling slightly with her weeping: “Actually, I know that I am too gentle and weak, and that’s precisely why Mr. Drew chose to trouble me.”

There was an ever-so-slight hint of disdain in everyone’s gaze.

The genteel man couldn’t help but maintain a stern face, speaking unhappily, “If Mr. Drew has business, he can directly discuss it with Mr. Caleb Mamet or speak openly in everyone’s presence. Mrs. Mamet is young and there are some things she isn’t able to handle on her own.”

Boyd Drew, his heart as lifeless as dead ashes, went silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and stating, “It’s okay, as Mrs. Mamet doesn’t wish to talk, I have nothing else to say.”

Xaviera widened her eyes, feigning surprise: “After Mr. Drew has put me in such a difficult situation, and I have kicked him out, he now claims to have nothing to say? Please leave immediately then.”

Initially, Xaviera had felt that Boyd Drew wanted to chat with her about Sir’s illness, especially since she had given Sir medication. However, it seemed that Drew hadn’t noticed anything unusual!

Having been embarrassed twice in one day, and unable to defend himself, Boyd could only muster a smile and shake his head: “I’m sorry for having disturbed Mrs. Mamet’s rest. We will take our leave then.”

“Wait,” A chillingly stern male voice sounded suddenly.

Caleb Mamet held a pot of coffee, his icy gaze sharp as a blade fell upon Boyd Drew, “I am quite interested in what Mr. Drew wanted to say. Please, speak up.”

The crowd turned to look at the source of this comment, each of them gasping somewhat. They could all sense the frigid aura emitting from Caleb, as if the air itself had frozen.

Drew’s expression tightened. He had initially wanted to put pressure on Caleb by leveraging Sir’s illness, expecting Caleb to suffer from the rumors. Unexpectedly, Xaviera’s intervention had caused tables to turn in favor of the Mamets, putting the Drew’s in a dire situation.

The edges of Caleb’s lips curled slightly, but there wasn’t a hint of amusement in his eyes. His contempt for Drew was evident. He seemed irritated at the fact that he even had to look at him and was impatient to be rid of him: “If Mr. Drew does not wish to speak, then so be it. Please remove yourself from my wife’s sight and refrain from disturbing her again.”

Drew’s face turned ashen. His grandfather had really collapsed due to illness and the family physician had confirmed he would awaken soon. The Drew’s intended to force Caleb to relinquish his 5% shares, but as they prepared to announce the news of his recovery, Xaviera had caused a ruckus. If they were to rashly announce the patriarch’s recovery, it might lend credibility to the rumors of his illness being a ruse.

Drew knew they could not discuss this matter in public, as it would arouse more suspicion.

However, at this moment, Vivian Drew was blinded by her rage. Seeing Caleb Mamet’s contempt, as if to him the Drew family was nothing but dust, she snapped.

Caleb Mamet also had Drew blood running through his veins, how dare he look down upon the Drew family?

That bitch Winni Drew was already dead, so why was her son still in this world, looking at them with such contempt? The Drew family was an aristocratic family that he once could never afford to associate with. How dare he look down upon them?

Fury accumulated within Vivian, causing her to lose her sanity. Pointing at Caleb Mamet, she roared: “My father has been unconscious for so many days and you, an unfilial son, haven’t once visited him. Boyd was trying to get you to go home with him and check on him, yet you’re trying to drive Boyd away. You are a heartless scoundrel!”

Boyd Drew frowned, trying to intervene, but Caleb chuckled ominously, “So, what Mr. Drew wanted to say was about Mr. Drew’s illness.”

Vivian glared at him maliciously, “What else could it be? Your grandfather has been sick for so many days, aren’t you worried at all? Have you no conscience left?”

As soon as the words were spoken, Vivian suddenly felt the aberrant gaze of her surroundings. First Yigol Mamet, followed by the crowd behind him staring at her as if she was a fool. Everyone knew about this situation, and they were discussing Mr. Mamet being threatened by them over Mr. Drew’s illness in order to relinquish his shares. Were they still pretending Mr. Drew’s illness to coerce Caleb Mamet into giving up his shares?