The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 313 The God of Gambling is Irritated

Carl seemed like someone who hadn’t seen much as he was touching and examining the gold.

cutlery.

“Heavens! Are these all pure gold? It seems they’re even inlaid with gemstones!” Carl

exclaimed, picking up a gold spoon.

Looking at his astonishment, Charles could only manage an awkward smile while occasionally shooting fierce glares.

If it weren’t for Caspian’s presence, he wouldn’t have allowed someone like Carl into the villa.

However, Carl was now quite pleased, thoroughly enjoying everything.

“Willow, the God of Gambling’s residence is truly different! Can you see how everything glitters with gold? This must’ve cost a lot, right?” Carl said excitedly.

“Dad! Can you stop talking?” Willow whispered irritably.

“Never mind, you won’t understand even if I explain. I’ll just wander around by myself,” he said as he began admiring things around.

Seeing Carl’s behavior, Caspian felt somewhat helpless.

“Mr. Lynch, please have a seat.”

Charles ignored Carl and smiled at Caspian.

Nodding, Caspian followed him to the dinner table.

The table was filled with delicious delicacies including caviar, lobster, and much more.

There were a dozen or so domestic helpers standing respectfully nearby.

They all served exclusively for tonight’s feast.

“Mr. Lynch, please take the main seat.” Charles pointed at the head of the long table.

“Mr. Hoff Senior, that’s not appropriate. I’m the guest How could I sit

1 younger than you in the main seat?”

Caspian declined.

The more respected one’s status, the more they adhered to dining etiquette.

“Mr. Lynch, you’re a distinguished guest I personally invited. It’s only appropriate that you sit

here.” Charles smiled.

case, I’ll respect your

Caspian sat down directly.

it was appropriate for him to sit in

soon as Caspian sat down, a dark shadow

Arrogant!

too arrogant.

adjusted his demeanor and

other hand, Jean couldn’t bear it as he stood there.

in front of his father, even daring

seat.

main seat. Who

so disrespectful. You’re a junior, yet

up! You have no right to speak!”

against me. How about this? I’ll let you

it’s my fault for not educating him well, which led him to disrespect you. “Charles

apologize to Mr. Lynch!”

somewhat

couldn’t understand why his father was so

dare to go against his father’s

apologize for being rude,” Jean

so I don’t take offense,”

Jean’s face

a few years

chastised him as if he were

darkened as he glared

a smile appeared on

disregarded

if he were detached

and gentle, so why was he

banquet seemed odd.

me, then let me show you what I’m

atmosphere at the dining table grew tense, as if a fight would erupt

so much food. Why is everyone standing

Carl walked over and was astonished

the table.

for most of his

dinner.

I haven’t taken a seat yet, but you’re already sitting in the main seat. Is this a spot. for you?” Carl pulled Caspian

everyone

might’ve been acceptable for him to sit in the main seat in the Stewart household, and Caspian wouldn’t have minded

this was the God of Gambling’s banquet.