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

did Jean relax a bit.

initially thought Caspian

to it

that it might

Caspian’s indifferent demeanor, Jean

arrival,” Jean said before

felt uncomfortable

Jean left, Caspian leaned back on the sofa

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

trained numerous experts and easily

show of goodwill was likely a

of this, Caspian’s lips curved into

Charles interesting and hoped he wouldn’t be easily frightened as Caspian was determined

casino’s atmosphere, he needed to deal

Charles had done numerous illegal activities to get to where he

now.

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power to his son, Caspian needed to

“Willow, Willow.”

the luxurious suite with a hint of

something from Willow?” Caspian asked.

when we’re

to stay here any longer.

speaking, Willow emerged from

here?” Willow asked,

return to Southlake

in no rush now. Caspian and I still

must have important matters

possibly have? Oh? Who sent

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

after reading it.

Willow asked

had no idea what Carl was talking

the God of Gambling?” Carl asked

invite you

asked.

too, looked at

right. They invited me to a banquet,”

something? How

with narrowed eyes.

had heard many rumors about the God of Gambling and

father–in–law was quite adept at gauging the

you want to come along?” Willow stepped in to intervene.

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fine. If Dad wants to go, I’ll bring him

casually.

him, having one more person or one less didn’t

was at Hoff

immediately and prepare for tonight’s banquet.” He

satisfaction.