The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 4 A Flea’s Mockery

After Sylvia gave Melanie a good dressing down, she went over to Caspian’s side.

She reached out and linked her arm with Caspian’s, whispering, “Lord Caspian, how did I do?”

Caspian nodded and walked alongside Sylvia to the SUV.

Melanie had always thought that Caspian couldn’t drive.

At that moment, she realized that Caspian not only knew how to drive, but he had excellent skills.

She stared after the Mercedes-Benz SUV as it sped away, the engine’s roar fading.

After standing dumbstruck for some time, Melanie grabbed Bobby’s arm.

He was also in a daze.

She said to him, “Bobby, Caspian must be acting, right? He must have spent all his savings to employ a beautiful actress and rent a luxurious car to put on a show.

“He wanted to change my mind so that I would go back to him. Isn’t that right?”

Bobby was confused by Caspian and everything that had happened.

After listening to Melanie’s assumptions, he suddenly had an epiphany.

“Melanie, you’re right. I remembered that there is a domestic car brand that makes SUVs that look a lot like the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon.

“Changing the logo would easily fool someone. As for those luxury handbags, we only saw the packaging before that woman burnt them all up.

“There might have been nothing of value inside!”

Melanie and Bobby reached a conclusion. She nodded. “I agree with you, Bobby. Those bags must have been fake. Or else, she wouldn’t have set them on fire so casually.

“I frequent those luxury stores, so I would have known whether they were authentic at first glance.

“She must have been afraid that I would find out, that was why she deliberately set them on fire in front of me.”

They had been taken in by Sylvia’s bossy demeanor and commanding tone earlier.

over it, both of them were convinced that she was just an actress

through Caspian’s little charade

she suppressed the urge

a good thing she did

herself into Caspian’s

a sense of triumph.

a socialite of the upper class, she would go around in sports cars. She would have

Bobby was in a foul mood. His beloved car was flattened to a sheet of scrap

the entrance of his company

the way, Sylvia reported to Caspian regarding the increased activities of neighboring nations at

since our last battle. They haven’t recovered their ability to fight yet. Keep an eye on them. If there is an

company today and end what he

the border, Caspian found himself

the female CEO of the company had always been kind

a quiet life with Melanie despite the pleasures available

they had gotten

didn’t need to

his colleague, Thomas Miller, approached him. “Hey,

at noon just to save money? Are you going to freeload off the company for a

know how to make ends meet. You work tirelessly every day and deliver parcels during lunch

you’ve already made a bomb, and yet you still need

prompted laughter from the other colleagues

this company, very

of them felt ashamed to

employees working within the building complex often came by during breaks and

same workplace with Caspian was

they were a cut above

be associated with a poor

felt that Caspian’s part-time job as a

Caspian’s colleagues saw him at the office, they

resign. Today, they were finally getting

went to his seat and started packing up his

Thomas didn’t miss a chance to

you planning to resign? Did you finally accumulate a

to the other colleagues and exclaimed, “Look, everyone. Didn’t I tell you? Even though

a prime example. Now that he has earned enough by being a