Chapter 1130: Chapter 1130: This Person Actually Has Two Faces!
As Xaviera Evans started to speak, the chillness in the study room disappeared instantly. The overpowering aura engulfing the room also vanished. Steve Price then saw Caleb Mamet, who was grim-faced only seconds before, now tenderly raising his eyes, with a doting smile: "Xaviera, is there anything else?"
Steve Price: "!!" He was like a completely different person from before!
Xaviera seemed to realize something was off in the room. She blinked and asked, "Caleb, your face doesnât look too good. What happened?"
Steve Price immediately became nervous. When he entered earlier to report work, the CEO had asked him to get lost. Would he now lose his temper on his wife?
Caleb Mamet replied in a gentle tone: "Not really! Just probably a bit tired."
Through the course of the day, Steve Price had come to realize what kind of person the CEO truly was. This man astonishingly had two sides to him!
Fortunately, he wasnât like Sean Price. No matter how much astonishment or dissatisfaction he felt, heâd only grumble in his heart, without a trace of it showing on his face. Heâd never let the CEO sense his thoughts - that was probably what being a mature man meant!
Xavieraâs sudden return didnât have any particular reason. Seeing Calebâs slightly pale face, she gently reminded him, "Itâs getting late. Go to bed early. We have to visit the Drew family tomorrow."
Caleb nodded with a warm smile, mild as water, just like a cheerful young man.
Having said that, Xaviera went back to their room to rest.
Steve Price thought that since his wife had also advised the CEO to rest, perhaps he could leave for the day too. Excited, he blurted: "CEO, now that youâre resting, I will also ... "
"What? I, your employer, am not done yet, and youâre thinking of slacking off?" The warmth in Calebâs eyes disappeared instantly.
Steve Priceâs heart sunk. This man was too gentle to his wife in her presence, but when she wasnât around, he was like a demon!
He was whining internally, but on the surface, he respectfully replied, "Alright, CEO, I will continue with the work report."
By the time they finished dealing with the company matters, it was already ten at night. Calebâs vision was slightly blurry, accompanied by bouts of sharp pain. His eyesight had been worsening lately.
"CEO, since youâre visiting the Drew family tomorrow, would you like me to handle the rumors outside first?" Steve Price asked.
"No need," Caleb closed his eyes, resting back on his chair.
"But the current rumors out there are quite unfavorable to you. With Mr. Drew always unconscious, many people are suggesting youâre involved. Tomorrow... "
Caleb, as calm as the wind, interrupted, "They arenât wrong. Mr. Drewâs unconsciousness is indeed my doing."
Steve Price: "..." This was indeed the case, so the Drew family couldnât be blamed for avoiding the CEO, but these kinds of rumors honestly affected the impeccable reputation of the CEO!
He really couldnât understand what the CEO was thinking!
...
The Drew Mansion.
Everyone gathered in Sir Drewâs room. The atmosphere was gloomy. Sir Drew, who should have been awake by now, was still unconscious.
Sir Drew actually had pretended to be ill just to force Caleb to give up 5% of his shares. With this, he could safeguard his shares and make Caleb suffer an unfilial reputation, thereby disqualifying him from the inheritance dispute.
But who could have predicted that Sir Drew, who initially feigned illness, would genuinely fall ill now?
A few days ago, the family doctor claimed that he would awaken today at the latest. Sir Drew did show signs of recovery, even opening his eyes for a moment, but before he could say a word, he again sank into unconsciousness.
As the head of the family, Sir Drewâs decision about the visiting ancestorsâ gravesite ritual was necessary. Whether or not to let Caleb into the cemetery to perform the ritual hadnât been decided yet.
The family doctor was sweating heavily. He had already given Sir Drew a full-body check-up. All vitals were normal, and there were no toxins in the body. Logically speaking, Sir Drew should have woken up by now, but he was still unconscious.
Although he was unconscious, he appeared more asleep. He was at ease, breathing normally, and even turned over on his own but just couldnât wake up, no matter how much they shouted.
Vivian Drew, with a gloomy face, cursed angrily, "You imbecile! The Drew family spends so much every year on you, and this is how you treat patients? When will Sir Drew wake up?"
The family doctor, bearing Vivianâs curses, felt helpless. He actually suspected that Sir Drew was faking being sick!
Earlier, when Sir Drew was unconscious, he had indeed detected traces of toxin in his body, but the dose was small, and Sir Drew should have recovered soon. But this time, Sir Drewâs body was toxin-free, and everything was normal. He hadnât woken up because there was just one reason.