The Almighty Lord Caspian

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.

Lynch, you’re a distinguished guest I personally invited. It’s only appropriate that

here.” Charles smiled.

that case, I’ll

Caspian sat down

appropriate for him to sit in the

Caspian sat down, a dark

Arrogant!

Caspian was too arrogant.

quickly adjusted

couldn’t

front of his father, even daring to occupy the

seat.

main seat. Who did Caspian think he was? Was he more

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

have no

has some grievances against me. How about

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 glance

to

Jean felt somewhat helpless.

his father

dare to go

for being rude,” Jean lowered his

are impulsive, so I don’t take

Jean’s face

a few years older

as

as he glared

a smile appeared on his

Caspian completely disregarded them.

if he were

was puzzled. Caspian had always been humble and gentle,

the banquet

then let me show you what I’m capable of.”

table grew tense, as

food.

and was astonished at the spread of

the table.

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

dinner.

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

scene, everyone