Lord Chapter 313
The Almighty Lord Caspian
Chapter 313 The God of Gambling is Irritated
Carl seemed like someone who hadnât seen much as he was touching and examining the gold.
cutlery.
âHeavens! Are these all pure gold? It seems theyâre even inlaid with gemstones!â 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 werenât for Caspianâs presence, he wouldnât have allowed someone like Carl into the villa.
However, Carl was now quite pleased, thoroughly enjoying everything.
âWillow, the God of Gamblingâs residence is truly different! Can you see how everything glitters with gold? This mustâve cost a lot, right?â Carl said excitedly.
âDad! Can you stop talking?â Willow whispered irritably.
âNever mind, you wonât understand even if I explain. Iâll just wander around by myself,â he said as he began admiring things around.
Seeing Carlâs behavior, Caspian felt somewhat helpless.
âMr. Lynch, please have a seat.â
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 tonightâs feast.
âMr. Lynch, please take the main seat.â Charles pointed at the head of the long table.
âMr. Hoff Senior, thatâs not appropriate. Iâm the guest How could I sit
1 younger than you in the main seat?â
Caspian declined.
The more respected oneâs status, the more they adhered to dining etiquette.
âMr. Lynch, youâre a distinguished guest I personally invited. Itâs only appropriate that you sit
here.â Charles smiled.
âIn that case, Iâll respect your intentions.â
Chuckling, Caspian sat down directly.
As the Diatoran God of War, it was appropriate for him to sit in the main seat.
Yet, as soon as Caspian sat down, a dark shadow crossed Charlesâ face.
Arrogant!
Caspian was too arrogant.
However, Charles quickly adjusted his demeanor and smiled.
On the other hand, Jean couldnât bear it as he stood there.
He had never seen anyone so audacious in front of his father, even daring to occupy the main
seat.
Even when Alton came before, he didnât dare to sit on the main seat. Who did Caspian think he was? Was he more influential than the governor?
âMr. Lynch, I never expected you to be so disrespectful. Youâre a junior, yet you chose to sit in the main seat,â Jean said with irritation.
âShut up! You have no right to speak!â Charles reprimanded.
âMr. Hoff Senior, it seems your son has some grievances against me. How about this? Iâll let you have this seat.â Caspian smiled.
âNo need! Mr. Lynch, itâs my fault for not educating him well, which led him to disrespect you. âCharles hurriedly shook his head and cast a cold glance at Jean.
âQuickly apologize to Mr. Lynch!â
Jean felt somewhat helpless.
He couldnât understand why his father was so courteous to Caspian.
But he didnât dare to go against his fatherâs wishes.
âMr. Lynch, I apologize for being rude,â Jean lowered his head and apologized.
âItâs alright. Young people are impulsive, so I donât take offense,â Caspian said calmly.
Hearing this, Jeanâs face turned livid.
Caspian was only a few years older than him.
Yet, he chastised him as if he were an elder.
Charlesâ face darkened as he glared at Caspian.
But in the next moment, a smile appeared on his face again.
Caspian completely disregarded them.
He maintained a calm demeanor as if he were detached from the situation.
Willow was puzzled. Caspian had always been humble and gentle, so why was he different today?
Also, the banquet seemed odd.
âCharles, if youâre so eager to understand me, then let me show you what Iâm capable of.â Caspian thought to himself.
The atmosphere at the dining table grew tense, as if a fight would erupt at any moment.
âOh my! Thereâs so much food. Why is everyone standing around?â
A familiar voice sounded. Carl walked over and was astonished at the spread of delicacies on
the table.
Having lived in Southlake City for most of his life, he had never eaten such a sumptuous
dinner.
âCaspian, I havenât taken a seat yet, but youâre already sitting in the main seat. Is this a spot. for you?â Carl pulled Caspian up and took the main seat himself.
Witnessing this scene, everyone was stunned.
It mightâve been acceptable for him to sit in the main seat in the Stewart household, and Caspian wouldnât have minded it either.
But this was the God of Gamblingâs banquet.
Caspian shook his head helplessly and took a seat nearby.
Willow massaged her forehead, feeling extremely helpless. She wanted to leave quickly.
Charles and Jean couldnât accept it at all.
Their faces turned livid upon seeing Carl sitting down.
They could tolerate Caspian sitting in the main seat, considering his identity was still secretive and he could possibly be a big shot.
But what was Carl? What qualifications did he have to sit there?
If the people from New Bay found out, the Hoff family would be a laughingstock.
But Carl didnât care as he began eating hungrily.
He had
He had endured a lot after being confined in Azuria Casino. Since there was a feast tonight, he
wanted to indulge in it.
Watching Carlâs lack of composure, Caspian felt speechless.
Carl was an embarrassment.
âYouâre too polite. Hurry and eat. It wonât taste good when itâs cold,â Carl said to Charles and
the others.
Upon hearing this, the Hoff family was speechless. This was their home!
Why was Carl acting like he was the host, so selfârighteous!
Sighing, Charles finally sat down.
âSorry, my fatherâinâlaw is always like this. I hope you donât mind, Mr. Hoff Senior.â Caspian smiled.
He regretted bringing Carl here.
At that moment, Charles didnât know what to say,
If it were anyone else being so disrespectful at his banquet, he wouldâve already murdered them!
But Carl was Caspianâs fatherâinâlaw, so he couldnât.
say much.
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