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.”

know that my brother has pushed back so many

such a hurry to get a divorce. How can you

understand what Sylvia was talking about, but she didn’t like

Melanie tried to take a step

her hand and gave Melanie a heavy slap on her cheek

Don’t you know how many women in this world would die to marry my

to have married Caspian. However, you didn’t

fooling around with other men in secret! You must be

finished speaking, she reached out and clamped her hands on Melanie’s

Diatoran was a legendary figure with a reputation

Melanie’s life on

any trouble for Sylvia. A gold digger who dared to spurn Lord Caspian himself would be eliminated by

the force of her grip, a hand suddenly

It was Caspian.

shook his head and

released her grip. Without any warning, she landed another resounding

I’m not as forgiving as he is. Didn’t you complain that my brother is poor? Well, now I’ll show you just how much money my

went over to the heavily modified

beautifully packaged box from the trunk and threw it at

brim

brands like Hermes, Louis

not a difficult task for her to discern

custom-made designs for VIP clients. Each bag is the only one of its kind

to ask you, Melanie. Do you think you’re worthy of these

Sylvia went to the trunk again and brought out a box of high-end

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

a few

on par with the value of

packaging without hesitation and poured the fragrant liquid all over

a lighter made out of copper and lit it up. She casually tossed

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