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The Almighty Lord Caspian novel Chapter 782

Actually, Sylvia's rage had also been accumulating since earlier.

Jerry had sent his men to give her trouble as she had been working for Caspian prior to Caspian's removal from the army. Sylvia was not afraid of commanding soldiers and fighting wars on the battlefield. These subtle schemes and power plays, on the other hand, exhausted her.

"Don't mind that, Sylvia. Macy is just throwing a small tantrum. I need your help now. Head to Southlake TV and have them send a new reporter over here," Caspian said.

Sylvia was somewhat bemused upon hearing his words. When did Caspian become interested in the media?

Caspian explained, "Isn't the Andrews family constantly trying to deal with me? If I make it so that the media starts reporting about Southlake Corporation, public discussion about it will grow. Jerry will no longer be able to do anything to me."

Sylvia felt nothing but boundless admiration. She really could not figure it out. How could Caspian Lynch, the Diatoranian God of War who had won every single war he had fought in, also have so many brilliant ideas when it came to smaller things such as this?

She was confused about one point, though. She asked, "Why a new reporter, Lord Caspian?"

"That's something you don't know about. New reporters are always the ones most daring when it comes to telling the truth!"

Sylvia was as efficient as always. Many citizens of Southlake City knew that she was a three-star general, which was how she got the job done just by uttering one sentence.

A couple minutes later, a naive-looking young woman appearing to be in her 20s arrived near Southlake Corporation. She drove a car that belonged to Southlake TV.

She hurriedly ran over to Caspian and the others. Caspian glimpsed at the employee ID in front of her chest and identified her as Yvonne Sutton.

Yvonne observed Caspian and the others carefully. She had rushed over immediately after getting word of what was happening here, but she did not know who the three-star general was among all the people present.

However, she found Caspian to be the most intimidating. She walked over to him while holding a microphone.

Caspian pointed at Willow, saying, "This is the CEO of Southlake Corporation, not me. You should interview her first. We have something else to attend to later and don't have much time."

A general officer was quite high of a ranking, as far as the people of Southlake City were concerned. This was why Yvonne was nervous when she came over to Willow. She was momentarily at a loss on how to start the interview.

Looking at Yvonne, Zoey felt like she was looking at a version of herself from the past. She had also been lost when she was working her first job fresh out of graduation. She helped Yvonne kindly, and the interview ended smoothly.

Yvonne was surprised as she had not expected a general officer to be so kind and down-to-earth.

"Yvonne, a reporter's mission is to dig for the truth and make sure that everyone can learn about it through the news. I'm sure that you'll be an excellent reporter. I'm looking forward to reading your article," Caspian said, smiling at Yvonne.

Caspian was sure that Jerry would interfere with his personal matters, but a newbie reporter like Yvonne might really succeed in publishing this article.

"Understood, sir. I'll definitely report the truth!" Yvonne said determinedly.

Caspian wanted to leave by car after that, but he suddenly remembered that his Rolls-Royce had become a pile of scrap metal. He said to Sylvia, "My Rolls-Royce is like this now because you arrived too late. Arrange a vehicle for me now."

"You won't blame the destruction of the car on me, will you, Lord Caspian? I can only call someone and have them drive an ordinary SUV over," Sylvia said.

"It mustn't be a military vehicle," Caspian added.

Sylvia replied, "Don't worry, I'm not that dumb. I know a few guys who come from wealthy families. I can always call them and borrow a few cars from them."

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