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,

then did Jean relax a bit.

had initially thought Caspian

to it instantly.

it might

Caspian’s indifferent demeanor, Jean was

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

sensed Caspian’s overwhelming presence and felt uncomfortable staying a

on the sofa and

had also heard about Charles, who was known as

and easily won money

show of goodwill was likely

this, Caspian’s lips curved into a

he wouldn’t be easily frightened as Caspian

the casino’s atmosphere, he needed to deal with the God of Gambling.

Charles had done numerous illegal activities

now.

7/5

showed himself now and delegated most of his power to his son, Caspian needed to be careful when dealing

“Willow, Willow.”

luxurious suite with a hint

something from

we’re returning

stay here any longer.

he finished speaking, Willow emerged from

why are you here?” Willow asked, puzzled.

ask when we’ll return to Southlake

and I still have

have

could you two possibly have? Oh? Who sent this invitation?” Carl

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

shocked after

Hoff family?” Willow asked with curiosity.

idea what

do you know the God of Gambling?” Carl asked

they invite you

asked.

looked

right. They invited me to a banquet,”

can we discuss something? How about

with narrowed

many rumors about the God of Gambling and

His father–in–law was quite adept at gauging

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

375

bring

casually.

person or one less didn’t matter.

at Hoff Manor.

immediately and prepare for

satisfaction.