The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 311 The Hoff Family’s Banquet

At New Bay Grand Hotel, a custom–made Rolls–Royce Phantom stopped at the hotel entrance.

The hotel staff immediately approached as they recognized the car. It belonged to the Hoff family.

In New Bay, nobody dared to disrespect the God of Gambling. They all treated him with the utmost respect.

Jean stepped out of the car with an unpleasant expression. He quickened his steps toward the hotel’s luxurious suite.

“Hold onl”

Outside the sulte, Sylvia stopped him.

The God of War’s room lay ahead. She couldn’t allow anyone to pass easily.

Normally, the Hoff family members would’ve slapped anyone who dared to stop in their way.

However, facing, Sylvia, Jean dared not be rude. He knew who she worked for.

“Miss, please inform Mr. Lynch that the heir of the Hoff family is here to meet him,” he politely requested.

“Wait here!” Sylvia disdainfully replied.

With that, she turned around and entered Casplan’s luxurious suite.

Jean dared not say much as he knew Casplan wasn’t someone he could mess with.

he heir of the Hoff family wishes to wish you,” Sylvia announced upon entering the

“Is that so? Bring him in.” Caspian was sitting casually on the sofa while making tea.

Sylvia nodded and left the room,

“Is Mr. Lynch available now?” Jean asked eagerly.

“Come in,” she said icily.

With that, she opened the door to the luxurious suite.

Jean patted his chest and took a breath. He had never been this nervous before.

Upon entering the suite, he saw Caspian leisurely brewing tea on the sofa.

Jean was momentarily stunned as he didn’t expect Caspian to be so young. They looked to be of the same age. Perhaps Caspian was a few years older than him.

But his deep eyes were impenetrable.

“I’m Jean. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lynch.” Jean didn’t dare to show any disrespect as he spoke with the utmost deference.

“Do you need something?” Caspian asked casually.

“Mr. Lynch, the Hoff family is hosting a banquet today. My father would like to invite you. Do you have the time?” Jean smiled and took out an invitation.

Lowering his head, he respectfully handed it to Caspian.

For Jean, this gesture was more than polite.

He had never lowered his head to anyone.

gestured for Sylvia to take the

did Jean relax a bit.

had initially thought Caspian wouldn’t agree.

to it instantly.

afraid that it might be a

Caspian’s indifferent demeanor,

well. We’ll be waiting for your arrival,” Jean said before promptly leaving the

and felt uncomfortable staying a little

leaned back on the sofa and squinted his

New Bay. He had also heard about Charles, who was known as the God of Gambling but

and easily won money

of goodwill was likely a test.

thought of this, Caspian’s lips curved into

he wouldn’t be easily frightened as Caspian was determined to

atmosphere, he needed to deal with

done numerous illegal activities

now.

7/5

Charles rarely showed himself now and delegated most of his power to

“Willow, Willow.”

Carl entered the luxurious suite

you need something from Willow?” Caspian

you ask her when we’re returning to Southlake City?” Carl urgently

want to stay here any

speaking, Willow emerged from the bathroom.

you here?” Willow asked,

return

and I still have

knew Caspian must have

could you two possibly have? Oh? Who sent this

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

shocked after reading

Willow asked with

what Carl was talking

know the God of Gambling?”

you to something?” Willow looked at Caspian

asked.

too, looked at Caspian.

me to a banquet,” Caspian said indifferently.

can we discuss something? How about taking me along?”

narrowed eyes.

many rumors about the God of

His father–in–law was quite

do you want to come along?” Willow stepped in to

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I’ll bring

casually.

person or one

was at Hoff Manor.

prepare for tonight’s banquet.” He nodded in

satisfaction.