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

Caspian sat down directly.

it was appropriate for

as soon as Caspian sat down,

Arrogant!

too arrogant.

adjusted his demeanor and

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

of his father, even daring to occupy the

seat.

to sit on the main seat. Who did Caspian think he was? Was he more influential

to be so disrespectful. You’re a junior, yet you chose to sit in the main seat,” Jean said with irritation.

up! You have no right to speak!” Charles

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

well, which led him to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly shook his head and cast

to Mr. Lynch!”

felt somewhat

father was

to go

rude,” Jean lowered his

people are impulsive, so I don’t take offense,” Caspian said

face turned

few years older than him.

as if he were an

he glared at

next moment, a smile appeared on his

disregarded

if

puzzled. Caspian had always been humble and

the banquet seemed odd.

eager to understand me, then let me show you what I’m capable

tense, as if a fight would erupt at any

food. Why is everyone standing around?”

Carl walked over and was astonished at the spread of delicacies on

the table.

in Southlake City for most of his life, he had never eaten such a

dinner.

a seat yet, but you’re already sitting in the main seat. Is this

this scene, everyone was

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

was the God