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.”

Caspian sat down

appropriate for him to

down, a dark shadow

Arrogant!

was too arrogant.

adjusted his demeanor and

the other hand, Jean couldn’t bear it as he

seen anyone so audacious in front of his

seat.

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

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

You have no right

your son has some grievances against me. How

him well, which led him to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly

apologize to Mr. Lynch!”

felt somewhat

couldn’t understand why his father was so courteous

go against his father’s wishes.

for being rude,” Jean lowered

are impulsive, so I don’t

face turned

a few years older

chastised him as if he were an elder.

as he

a smile appeared on his

disregarded

if he were detached from the

always been humble and gentle, so why

banquet seemed odd.

to understand me, then let me show you what I’m capable of.” Caspian thought to

table grew tense, as if a

my! There’s so much food. Why

familiar voice sounded. Carl walked over and was astonished at the

the table.

his life,

dinner.

taken a seat yet, but you’re already sitting in the main seat. Is this a spot. for you?” Carl pulled Caspian up and took the main seat

scene, everyone

main seat

was the God of Gambling’s banquet.