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.

I’ll respect

sat

God of War, it was appropriate for him to

as Caspian sat down, a dark

Arrogant!

was too

adjusted his demeanor and smiled.

the other hand, Jean couldn’t bear it as

never seen anyone so audacious in front of his father, even daring to occupy the

seat.

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

I never expected you to be so disrespectful. You’re a junior, yet you chose to sit in the main seat,” Jean said with irritation.

have no right to speak!” Charles reprimanded.

has some grievances against me. How about this? I’ll let you have this seat.” Caspian smiled.

need! Mr. Lynch, it’s my fault for not educating him well, which led him to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly shook his head and cast a cold

to

felt somewhat

why his father was so courteous

to go against his

being rude,” Jean lowered

I don’t take offense,” Caspian said calmly.

face

was only a few

chastised him as if he were an elder.

darkened as he glared

next moment, a smile appeared on

disregarded them.

demeanor as if he were detached from the situation.

been humble and gentle, so why was

the banquet

so eager to understand me, then let me

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

food. Why is everyone

sounded. Carl walked over and was astonished at

the table.

City for most of his life, he had never eaten

dinner.

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

this scene, everyone

sit in the main seat in the Stewart household, and Caspian wouldn’t have

this was the God of Gambling’s