The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Burning of the Luxurious Goods

A moment earlier, Bobby was still captivated by Sylvia’s beautiful features and shapely curves.

After hearing her sarcastic words, Bobby suddenly became furious.

He glanced at his beloved car, which was now crushed like a deflated balloon.

Bobby couldn’t help feeling angry and ashamed. He was about to lose his temper when he saw Sylvia striding toward him.

Her legs were slender and smooth.

It was not an exaggeration to say that Bobby had never seen such a beauty as Sylvia before. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her seductive b*dy.

In a daze, he stared blankly at Sylvia as she approached him. His mouth fell open and he almost drooled at the sight.

Sylvia went up to him with a smile, but her words and gaze were menacing. “If you keep staring at me like that, I’ll gouge your eyes out and feed them to my dogs, understand?”

Although Sylvia said this with a smile, Bobby felt a chill run down his spine inexplicably.

Sylvia’s words seemed to carry weight and she spoke with an authoritative air.

Bobby quickly averted his gaze.

Turning away from Bobby, Sylvia walked up to Melanie instead. She stretched out a finger and lifted Melanie’s chin in a teasing manner.

Sylvia scrutinized Melanie’s features and chuckled coldly.

Her eyes were full of disdain and mockery as she said, “My brother told me that you’re a beautiful, yet kind woman. He said it was rare to find a woman like that in this world.

“That was why he married you within half a year after getting to know you.”

continued, “Don’t you know that my brother has pushed back so

you’re in such a hurry to get

couldn’t understand what Sylvia was talking about, but she

Melanie tried to take a step back from

Sylvia raised her hand and

know how many women

Caspian. However, you didn’t

other men in secret!

finished speaking, she reached out and clamped her hands

was a legendary

Melanie’s life on the spot to

Sylvia. A gold digger who dared to spurn Lord Caspian himself would

the force of her grip,

It was Caspian.

head and

grip. Without any warning, she landed

as he is. Didn’t you complain that my brother is poor?

that, Sylvia went over to the

retrieved a beautifully packaged box from the trunk and

filled to the brim with

like Hermes, Louis

bag shopping at luxury stores frequently. Thus, it was not a difficult task for her to discern the

are all custom-made designs for VIP clients. Each bag is the

you, Melanie. Do you think you’re worthy

the trunk again and brought out a box of

and design, these perfumes were clearly customized fragrances that were exclusive to VIP

a

cost of those perfumes was on par with the value of Bobby’s BMW sports

without hesitation and poured the fragrant liquid all over the two

out of copper and lit it up.

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