The Almighty Lord Caspian

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.

lowered

understand. I’ll be there.” Caspian gestured for Sylvia

Jean relax

initially thought

agreed to

it might be

Caspian’s indifferent

waiting for your arrival,” Jean said before promptly

overwhelming presence and felt uncomfortable staying

leaned back on the sofa and

heard about Charles, who was known as the God of Gambling but had

experts and easily won money

of goodwill was likely

thought of this, Caspian’s lips

he wouldn’t be easily

casino’s atmosphere, he needed to deal with

had done numerous illegal activities to get to where he

now.

7/5

delegated most of his power to his son, Caspian needed to

“Willow, Willow.”

suite with a hint

do you need something from Willow?” Caspian

ask her when we’re

didn’t want to stay here

speaking, Willow emerged

why are you

ask when we’ll

Caspian and I still have

knew Caspian must have

possibly have? Oh? Who sent

invitation.

“The Hoff family!”

was shocked after reading

Hoff family?” Willow asked

what Carl was

you know the God of

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

asked.

looked

me to a

Son–in–law, can we discuss something? How

smiled with narrowed eyes.

the God of Gambling

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

why do you want to come along?” Willow

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

casually.

person or one

was at