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 directly.

of War, it was appropriate for him

soon as Caspian sat down, a dark shadow crossed Charles‘ face.

Arrogant!

too

Charles quickly adjusted his

couldn’t bear it as he stood there.

in front of his father, even daring

seat.

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

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

have no right

Senior, it seems your son has some grievances against me. How about

led him to disrespect you. “Charles hurriedly

apologize to

somewhat helpless.

his father

dare to go against his father’s wishes.

being rude,” Jean lowered his head and apologized.

so I don’t take offense,”

Jean’s face turned livid.

few

him as if he were an

as he glared at

next moment, a smile

disregarded them.

if he were detached from the

humble and gentle, so why was he

banquet

me show you what I’m capable of.” Caspian thought

the dining table grew tense, as if

so much food. Why is everyone standing

and was astonished at the

the table.

of his life, he

dinner.

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

this scene, everyone was stunned.

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

God