Chapter 816: Chapter 816: Know the Enemy and Know Yourself, and You Can Fight a Hundred Battles Without Defeat

Xaviera Evans looked confused and didn’t understand Caleb Mamet’s meaning. She looked up and met the man’s deep eyes, and then heard his low, hoarse voice, “Knowing that someone wants to hurt you, yet you still bravely went to Lounge 109 alone? Xaviera, are you getting bolder and bolder?”

Xaviera guiltily lowered her head, muttering quietly, “Could that drunken fool really hurt me? Plus, I’m fine now!”

He leaned down, getting closer, and Xaviera pressed against the wall with her legs trembling nervously.

Anger appeared in the man’s usually calm eyes, “Are you so confident you won’t encounter danger? This time it was Kori Drew, but what if next time it’s someone even more powerful than you? Can you still ensure your safety then?”

Xaviera didn’t expect Caleb to get so angry over this, and quickly lowered her head to admit her mistake, “It won’t happen again, I’ll take care of myself.”

“Xaviera, I don’t want this to happen a second time.”

Caleb’s breath sprayed on her face, his piercing gaze almost burning her to ash.

Xaviera was so scared that her voice trembled, “Caleb, senior fellow… I was wrong.”

As soon as her words finished, the man quickly grabbed her wrist, pressing her body against the wall, their bodies tightly close together. She could even feel the shape and temperature of the man’s chest muscles.

Caleb’s voice was gentle but seductive, “Isn’t Mrs. Mamet very powerful? I’m curious to see how you’ll escape from me.”

Xaviera struggled with all her strength, but couldn’t shake Caleb’s grip at all. To him, her efforts were like tickling.

His lips were near her ear, they brushed against her delicate earlobe. The girl in his arms shuddered, he laughed softly, “If I were a bad guy, at this moment Mrs. Mamet would already be at my mercy.”

Of course, Xaviera knew she couldn’t compete with Caleb. She probably couldn’t even find his equal in Libanan. She had the ability to deal with ordinary people, but she didn’t have the courage to refute Caleb at this moment.

After a long silence, Xaviera tearfully cooed, “Wuu wuu wuu, Caleb, don’t be fierce to me. I actually only discovered someone wanted to hurt me after entering the room. I was too scared to go out, so I could only bite the bullet and go on.”

Caleb looked at her indifferently. After a while, he suddenly leaned down, kissing her lips intensely and urgently. His proud calmness instantly evaporated, and Xaviera’s words were drowned in his fiery kiss.

He hooked her chin, forcing her to raise her head slightly. Her cheeks were now flushed, her mind in chaos.

This damn man!

It took a while before he finally let her go, panting slightly, “Xaviera.”

Xaviera’s eyes were hazy, hearing his call, she could only nod subconsciously.

He gently stroked her swollen lips, listening to her soft panting, he casually said, “This is an exception. If it happens again, you’ll see!”

Xaviera shuddered. This man was terrifying. Just a small matter and he almost kissed her breathless.

…

Half an hour later, Xaviera finally calmed down, the blush on her face gradually fading. She applied lipstick again to cover the redness caused by the kiss.

As Caleb sat on the sofa, he smirked, “Mrs. Mamet, you don’t have to attend the exchange meeting later.”

Xaviera immediately raised her eyes in surprise, “Why? Didn’t you say I should see the Drew Corporation’s perfume packaging? We can’t lose this time!”

The Mamet Corporation cannot lose, and neither can Caleb.

What packaging should the Mamet Corporation use to compete with the Drew family if they used Cold Night’s painting for their packaging? Even if they aren’t competing with the Drew family, they still have to guarantee their sales, after all, their ultimate goal is to make money.

Xaviera wondered, “Knowing both your enemy and yourself means you can fight a hundred battles and never lose. I need to understand my enemy so I can make a plan!”

Caleb’s mouth curled up slightly, “No need. Their packaging is ugly anyway and not as beautiful as your design.”

Steve Price, waiting outside the door, criticized in his heart: CEO, you really know how to flatter. Even if Mrs. Mamet’s design is ugly, you’ll lie and say her design is the best!

Xaviera thoughtfully nodded, “That’s true. I’m an internationally renowned designer. How could their design be better than mine? I guess only the Drew Corporation’s packaging can rival my work!”