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.

for Sylvia to take the invitation, looking

did Jean

thought Caspian wouldn’t

agreed to it

it might be

at Caspian’s indifferent demeanor, Jean was perplexed.

for your arrival,” Jean

and felt

leaned back on the

heard about Charles, who was known as the God of Gambling but had never gambled himself.

numerous experts and easily

was likely a

thought of this, Caspian’s lips

wouldn’t be easily frightened as Caspian was

to deal

was without a doubt that Charles had done numerous

now.

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his power to his son, Caspian

“Willow, Willow.”

the luxurious suite with a hint of

do you need something

you ask her when we’re returning to

didn’t want to stay

Willow emerged

why are you here?” Willow asked, puzzled.

return to

in no rush now. Caspian and I still have some unfinished business,”

Caspian must have important

have? Oh? Who sent this invitation?” Carl

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

after reading it.

Willow asked with curiosity.

no idea what Carl was talking

know the God of Gambling?” Carl

know him. Hubby, did they invite you to something?” Willow looked at Caspian

asked.

looked at

to a banquet,” Caspian said

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

narrowed eyes.

of Gambling and wanted to witness him in action.

quite adept at gauging the

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

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Dad wants to go, I’ll bring him along. You

casually.

having one more person

was at Hoff Manor.

and prepare for tonight’s banquet.” He nodded

satisfaction.