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 invitation, looking

then did Jean relax a

initially thought Caspian wouldn’t agree.

agreed to it

that it might

Caspian’s indifferent demeanor, Jean was perplexed.

your arrival,” Jean said before promptly leaving the

and felt uncomfortable staying a little

leaned back on the sofa and

Charles, who was known as the God of Gambling but had never gambled

had trained numerous experts and easily won money from others.

goodwill was likely

this, Caspian’s lips curved into

easily frightened as Caspian was determined to rectify New

he needed to

a doubt that Charles had done numerous

now.

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power to his son, Caspian needed to be careful when dealing with

“Willow, Willow.”

Carl entered the luxurious suite

something from Willow?” Caspian

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

to stay here

he finished speaking, Willow emerged from the bathroom.

are you here?” Willow

when we’ll return to Southlake City!” Carl repeated.

in no rush now. Caspian and I still have some

Caspian must have important matters to handle.

you two possibly have? Oh?

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

shocked after reading

Willow asked

idea what Carl was

the God

Hubby, did they invite you

asked.

too, looked at

They invited me to a banquet,”

How

narrowed

many rumors about the God of Gambling

was dumbfounded. His father–in–law was quite adept at gauging the situation.

you want to come along?”

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go, I’ll bring him along. You

casually.

more person or one less didn’t matter.

Charles was at Hoff

prepare for tonight’s banquet.” He

satisfaction.