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.

that case, I’ll respect your intentions.”

sat

Diatoran God of War, it was appropriate

as soon as Caspian sat down, a dark shadow crossed

Arrogant!

was too arrogant.

Charles quickly adjusted his

Jean couldn’t bear it as he

seen anyone so audacious in front of his father, even daring to

seat.

didn’t dare to sit on the main seat. Who did Caspian think he was? Was he more influential than

Lynch, I never expected you to be so disrespectful. You’re a junior, yet you chose to sit

right to

Senior, it seems your son has some grievances against me. How about this? I’ll let you have this seat.”

to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly

apologize to Mr.

somewhat helpless.

father was

go against his father’s wishes.

Lynch, I apologize for being rude,” Jean lowered his

are impulsive, so I don’t

face

a few years older than

him as if

he

a smile

disregarded

calm demeanor as if

been humble and gentle,

the banquet seemed

if you’re so eager to understand me, then let me

grew tense, as if a fight would erupt at any moment.

much food. Why is

familiar voice sounded. Carl walked over and was astonished at the spread of delicacies on

the table.

for most of his life, he had never eaten

dinner.

main seat. Is this a spot. for you?” Carl pulled Caspian up and took the

everyone

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

was the God of Gambling’s