The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 312

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Chapter 312 Ranked Among the Wealthiest

Carl had never seen such a luxurious villa before.

The area here was overwhelmingly vast.

The villas he had seen in Southlake City couldn’t be compared to this.

Hoff Manor covered thousands of acres. Charles had invested a considerable amount in it.

The entire estate was fully equipped, even featuring a small river running through the

grounds.

Even cars could drive around within the estate. This showed how wealthy Charles was.

“Dad, can you not act like this? Otherwise, people will think we’re uncultured,” Willow said

somewhat speechlessly.

She suddenly felt her father had undergone a drastic change recently, especially after

losing his money. He seemed like a completely different person.

Before this, Carl lived a plain life in the Stewart family and didn’t seem interested in this

flashy world.

Now, he had changed. Willow hoped he wouldn’t become like her mother.

“Alright, I got it. I don’t need you to lecture me,” Carl impatiently replied.

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“I…” Willow wanted to say more.

But Caspian patted her hand, signaling her not to continue.

Carl had just lost so much money, so it was understandable he was emotionally unstable.

It was also normal for him to be a little smug after escaping death.

“Greetings, Mr. Lynch!”

“I apologize for not personally greeting you at the door.”

Charles, accompanied by his son, arrived at the villa’s entrance.

Although Charles was old, he appeared vigorous. With just a few words, he drew the

attention

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of many.

“God of Gambling, you’re flattering me. It’s my honor that you’ve come to greet me!”

Caspian

smiled.

“Mr. Lynch, you’re too kind. The title ‘God of Gambling‘ is just a random nickname. You can

address me by my name,” Charles said, shaking his head.

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As they conversed, they sized each other up.

Charles was shocked to see that Caspian was much younger than he’d imagined.

Although young, Caspian exuded a powerful aura and remarkable composure. It was

evident that he had a lot of experience in life.

He also emitted a sense of solemnity, as though he had experienced many dangerous

experiences.

This kind of imposing presence was only possessed by those who had been through

countless battles.

Although Caspian had been in the military, his experience wouldn’t be that vast, right?

Or perhaps he had another identity.

Charles couldn’t read him. It was the first time he felt this way. Caspian was inscrutable.

His eyes showed no information.

At that moment, Charles suddenly felt a bit flustered. He hadn’t felt like this for a while.

For the first time in over a decade, he found someone slightly terrifying.

Caspian was so calm that he induced a sense of fear in others.

At the same time, Caspian was also assessing Charles.

Charles deserved the title of God of Gambling. Despite his age, his aura remained strong.

If an ordinary person encountered him, they would surely tremble in fear.

But for Caspian, such an aura was nothing. He had encountered countless big shots.

“It’s impolite to call someone by their name directly. Plus, I’m younger than you. I’ll call

you Mr. Hoff Senior, alright?” Caspian grinned.

“Alright, you can call me whatever you want. There’s no need for formalities.” Charles

chuckled.

At that moment, he didn’t look like the God of Gambling.

He seemed like a friendly neighbor. His amicable facade might deceive others, but it

didn’t. escape Caspian’s eyes.

When Charles was younger, he was one to kill without hesitation.

However, as he grew older, he had learned to restrain himself.

This was all a performance. The more Charles was like this, the more cautious Caspian

became.

Looking at Caspian’s relaxed demeanor, Charles was taken aback.

When an ordinary person met him, they would nod and lower their head, losing all

composure.

But Caspian remained calm. This exceeded his imagination.

This further strengthened his belief that Caspian wasn’t an ordinary person.

“You’re the legendary God of Gambling! Are you very wealthy?”

Carl suddenly spoke up.

Willow’s face darkened instantly. She had already told Carl not to speak carelessly.

Yet he asked such a blunt question.

Charles was dumbfounded for a while as he didn’t expect anyone to ask him a question

like that so directly.

However, he quickly smiled and replied, “Those are just rumors. I’m just slightly wealthier

than an ordinary businessman. You’re Caspian’s father–in–law, right? How should I address

you?”

Hearing this, Caspian smiled faintly. Charles wasn’t slightly wealthier; he was extremely

wealthy.

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His net worth had long surpassed the three trillion dollar mark, and he consistently ranked

among Diatoran’s wealthiest.

“Yes. I’m Caspian’s father–in–law, Carl Stewart. Just call me Carl,” Carl proudly said.

The God of Gambling was unexpectedly courteous to him.

“Nice to meet you, Carl.” Charles nodded.

At this moment, Carl was even prouder. He would gain a lot of respect if this got out.

“Mr. Lynch, the banquet is ready. Please come in,” Charles said with a smile.

Caspian nodded and followed them in.

“God of Gambling, your residence is truly luxurious!”

Carl hurriedly followed.

“Dad, can you stop speaking so carelessly?” Willow said irritably.

“Am I embarrassing you? Is that why you won’t let me speak? Now that you’re the CEO of

Southlake Corporation, you don’t care about me, do you? Do you want to cut ties with me?

“Besides, we’re guests. Didn’t you see how polite the God of Gambling was to me?” he

exclaimed.

“Could speak a bit softer? You know you’re a guest, yet you’re speaking recklessly,” she

said.

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“I just want to be friends with the God of Gambling!” he retorted.

Hearing this, Willow didn’t know how to respond.

She was too lazy to deal with it and followed Caspian into the villa.

Led by Charles and Jean, everyone came into the hall.

The hall was exquisitely decorated, featuring a particularly large and luxurious crystal

chandelier in the center. It was obvious that it was expensive.

Even the cutlery on the dining table was made of gold. The spoons and forks were all cast

in gold.

Carl was stunned at the sight of such luxury.

He had never seen such a luxurious place before.

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