The Almighty Lord Caspian

Chapter 222

Chapter 222 Caspian’s Car Gets Destroyed

Heavy traffic lined the street leading up to Easton’s Delta Tower.

It was the grandest and most luxurious building in the city. The fact that Wylie was hosting the event he

re was a testament to his power and influence–especially when he booked the entire building for it!

Only a handful of people in Easton could do such a thing.

Just then, a green bulletproof SUV pulled up at the entrance to Delta Tower.

Caspian, Willow, and the others got out of the car.

“How majestic!”

Even Rebecca and Keller were stunned by the grand setting.

Due to their involvement in the entertainment industry, they had attended numerous lavish events, but

none of those could compare to this one.

On the other hand, Caspian and Willow remained largely unaffected.

Their wedding—the one Caspian organized–

had left such an unforgettable impression on Willow that she thought nothing would ever stun her more

than that.

Thus, the scene before her did not startle her in any way. She had witnessed such grandeur before.

“Caspian, you guys can go in first. I’ll park the car,” Sylvia said.

Thus, the rest started heading into the building.

Meanwhile, Sylvia drove off to find a parking spot. As a lot of people had come to attend the event, ther

e were not enough parking spaces,

At last, Sylvia spotted an empty one. She was just about to park the SUV when a Ferrari shot out in fro

nt of her.

A red–

haired man stuck his head out through the window of the Ferrari and mocked with scornful expression,

“Hey, fucker! Aren’t you embarrassed driving around in that pile of scrap

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metal? This spot’s mine!”

A loud crash rang out as Sylvia drove the SUV straight into the Ferrari. After knocking it out of the way,

she expertly parked the SUV.

She was about to leave when the red–

haired man hollered, “Don’t you fucking move! How dare you try to run off after hitting my car?”

He was grinding his teeth in fury as he could not believe someone would be this arrogant.

Not only did she steal his parking spot, but she even banged his car.

The red–

haired man was Nigel Hatcher, the oldest son of the Hatcher family, one of Easton’s Four Noble Lineag

es.

“Do you know who I am? Shouldn’t you pay for crashing into you’re going?” Nigel shouted.

who are you? What does that have to do with me?” Sul

my car? Where do you think

retorted indifferently.

Nigel was hopping mad. Everyone in Easton knew who the Hatchers were.

How dare this woman be so arrogant with him?

“I’m Nigel Hatcher, the oldest son of the Hatchers!” he declared as he eyed Sylvia haughtily.

Not a single Easton resident was unfamiliar with that name.

“Oh? Are you famous? I haven’t heard of you before,” Sylvia remarked before walking off.

“What the fuck? You bitch!” Nigel snarled through gritted teeth.

If it wasn’t because Sylvia was a pretty woman, he would’ve hit her already.

Just then, a slap rang out.

“I dare you to repeat that,” Sylvia growled as she slapped Nigel.

Nigel was dumbstruck. Clutching his hurting cheek, he glared at Sylvia.

He could not believe she had the nerve to hit him even after he had introduced himself. What a vicious

woman!

“Don’t think I won’t hit you just because you’re a woman!” Nigel roared in fury.

He was not a weakling without any fighting prowess. Thanks to the resources available to him, he was

proficient in the use of inner strength.

Nigel swung his fist at Sylvia, but to his shock, he had only started moving when Sylvia’s kick came flyi

ng at him.

Her kick broke his wrist with a loud crack.

At the very next moment, Nigel let out an ear–splitting scream.

Sylvia could not be bothered to waste any more time on him. She started heading off to the

event.

“Sooner or later, I’ll make you get on your knees and beg for mercy!” Nigel hissed as he watched her le

ave.

He called up a few of his men who came rushing over at once.

“Destroy that car!” Nigel instructed them.

“Yes, sir!”

Without a moment of hesitation, the men raised their axes and slammed them down on Sylvia’s car.

Soon, the brand–new car was turned into a wreck.

“That’s for crashing into me and kicking me, you fucker! Say goodbye to

fucker! Say goodbye to your car!” Nigel growled in satisfaction as he stared at the wrecked SUV.

Anyone who dared to mess with him in Easton had a death wish! This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Once Sylvia’s vehicle was turned into a pile of scrap metal, Nigel finally felt better.

He had also called up the Hatchers‘ family doctor.

When the doctor arrived, he started tending to Nigel’s wrist.

“Which arrogant bastard had the nerve to hit you, sir?” the doctor asked as he bandaged Nigel’s injury.

“It was a brazen chick. I’ll get her for this!” Nigel declared menacingly.

“All done, sir. Your wrist will be fine. You just need to be careful with it for the next few days,” the doctor s

With a nod, Nigel replied, “Got it.”

Then, he marched into the building.

He was not going to let things slide. He wanted revenge!

After spotting Sylvia, Caspian asked, “What took you so long, Sylvia?”

“I ran into a guy who tried to pick a fight, Caspian. I had to waste some time dealing with him,

but everything’s fine now. Is the event starting soon?” Sylvia asked.

“Not yet. It should be starting in another ten minutes,” Caspian replied.

Caspian took Willow’s hand and walked over to the buffet.

“Let’s eat first, Willow. It’ll be a while before the event starts,” Caspian suggested. He was hungry as he

Keller and Rebecca were a little startled by Caspian’s and Willow’s actions.

All of the guests at this event were prominent figures. They came here with only one goal in mind–

to establish connections with other influential people and form mutually beneficial relationships.

But Caspian was an exception. Without any concern for his image, he dug into the food like a ravenous

Although Keller and Rebecca had attended other dinner events before, it was their first time partaking in

For the sake of maintaining her image, Willow only took a few small bites.

On the other hand, Caspian made full use of the buffet and ate with relish.

“Be mindful of the impression you’re giving off, hubby. This isn’t a buffet dinner,” Willow chided somewha

“Honey, try this canapé. It’s excellent,” Caspian said loudly as he held the piece of food up to Willow’s m

The surrounding guests heard him and started eyeing him strangely.