Chapter 40


    40 Chapter Forty: A Large–Scale Falling–Off–The–Horse Scene


    Xaviera Evans frowned, “Recently, a friend of mine is having a birthday, and I don’t know what to give


    him, so I thought I’d just make something.”


    A friend’s birthday?


    What friend’s birthday needs to be hidden from the president?


    No, isn’t the president’s birthdaying up too?! Could it be that the wife knows about the president’s


    birthday and wants to give him a surprise secretly?!


    Steve Price felt that he had discovered the truth. He covered his mouth and whispered, “Okay, ma’am,


    I’ll bring you everything you need tomorrow and make sure the president won’t find out.”


    After hanging up the phone, Xaviera thought about what Steve Price had saidst, and it felt more and


    more awkward.


    She didn’t want Caleb Mamet to know because she subconsciously felt that if Caleb knew she was


    making


    something for another man, he would definitely be angry. That’s why she wanted to hide it.


    But Steve Price’s tone made it seem like she was secretly plotting something behind Caleb’s back…


    Shaking her head, Xaviera took out her paintbrush and started designing the general shape of the gift.


    After hanging up the phone, Steve Price patted his chest and let out a huge sigh of relief.


    Seeing his expression, Caleb Mamet’s brows furrowed,


    “Whose call was that?”


    “No one, no one.”


    Steve Price quickly waved his hand.


    Time flew, and it was Caleb Mamet’s birthday.


    Starting from the moment he got up in the morning, Caleb sat motionless on the sofa in the living room,


    asionally ncing upstairs.


    The main bedroom on the third floor.


    Yawning, Xaviera crawled out of bed. She had stayed uptest night and finally finished the gift for


    Mortimer.


    After a simple wash, she put on arge sweater, stuffed thepleted item into her backpack, and


    took out her phone to text Mortimer.


    “Give me your address, I’ll send you a gift.”


    The sound of the cell phone notification and footsteps


    rang simultaneously.


    Caleb looked up without hesitation.


    “Morning, aren’t you going to work today?”


    Xaviera yawned again, looking at Caleb.


    He wasn’t wearing a suit or styling his hair. His ck and gray loungewear paired with his short,


    smooth hair made him look inexplicably well–behaved.


    Xaviera stared at him for a moment.


    “I’m off today,” Caleb said, his fingers tightening


    around his phone as he nced at Xaviera’s backpack. “Are you going out?”


    “Yeah, I’ve got some errands to run. You don’t have to bring my lunch.”


    Xaviera waved her hand nonchntly and left.


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    The moment she stepped out, Caleb’s face turned cold.


    He remained silent for nearly three minutes before mocking himself with a smirk.


    A message from ck Tide appeared on his phone.


    Caleb thought for a moment and sent Xaviera the address of their apartment in the city center.


    “OK, local express delivery, it should be in your hands by this afternoon. Happy birthday.”


    When Steve Price received Caleb’s call, he was fast asleep in bed.


    As he heard Caleb’s gloomy voice, he immediately got up, “What’s wrong? Was there a problem with


    the data I sent you yesterday? I’lle to the office right


    away!”


    Caleb sneered, “There’s no problem with the data, but you’re going to have a problem.”


    Steve Price silently wiped his face, waiting for Caleb’s next words.


    “Xaviera left the house, slept until noon, and didn’t


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    even eat before she went out.”


    Steve Price: “???”


    His brain raced, trying to follow Caleb’s thoughts: “Mr. President, are you saying that on your birthday,


    the wife left you alone at home and went out by herself?”


    Caleb responded coldly.


    Steve Price: “…It shouldn’t be. I bought all the tools the wife asked for. Could it be that those things


    weren’t for you, Mr. President?”


    Caleb: “What things?”


    Steve Price: “…”


    He identally blurted out his inner thoughts.


    After hanging up the phone, Caleb went to the master bedroom on the third floor with a stern face.


    Since Xaviera had moved into the vi, he had never set foot in the master bedroom. Now, standing in


    this familiar yet unfamiliar ce, he saw a pile of tools in the corner, and his suppressed anger finally


    erupted.


    Three minutester, a sports car roared out of the


    vi.


    Steve Price knew something was going wrong the moment he hung up the phone. He hurriedly called


    Xaviera, and without waiting for her to speak, he quickly exined, “Ma’am, today is the president’s


    birthday. It’s the first birthday after your marriage and has greatmemorative significance.”


    Xaviera had just sent off the express delivery, and upon hearing Steve Price’s words, she eximed in


    surprise, “Is Caleb’s birthday today too?!”


    Steve Price: “…”


    He realized that the gift Xaviera had prepared really


    wasn’t for Caleb.


    West Dyke Apartment.


    After driving around the outer ring, Caleb thought of the gift ck Tide mentioned and drove to West


    Dyke Apartment.


    There was a delivery box at the entrance of the


    apartment, and he casually opened it.