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

Caspian sat

God of War, it was appropriate

as Caspian sat down, a dark

Arrogant!

too

his demeanor

Jean couldn’t bear

so audacious in front of his father, even

seat.

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

to be so disrespectful. You’re a junior, yet you chose to sit

right

son has some grievances against me. How about this? I’ll

educating him well, which led him to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly shook his head and cast a cold glance at

apologize to

somewhat

couldn’t understand why his father was so courteous to Caspian.

dare to go against his father’s wishes.

rude,” Jean lowered his

people are impulsive, so I don’t

Jean’s face turned

few years older than

if he were an

he glared at

in the next moment, a smile appeared

completely disregarded

a calm demeanor as if he were detached from the situation.

Caspian had always been humble and gentle, so why

the banquet seemed odd.

me show you

table grew tense, as if a fight would erupt

food. Why is everyone standing

familiar voice sounded. Carl walked over and was astonished

the table.

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

dinner.

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

scene, everyone

seat in the Stewart

God of Gambling’s banquet.