Chapter 311


    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 res


    pect.


    Jean stepped out of the car with an unpleasant expression. He quickened his steps toward the hotel’s l


    uxurious suite.


    “Hold onl”


    Outside the sulte, Sylvia stopped him.


    The God of War’s roomy ahead. She couldn’t allow anyone to pass easily.


    Normally, the Hoff family members would’ve pped 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 requeste


    d.


    “Wait here!” Sylvia disdainfully replied.


    With that, she turned around and entered Casn’s luxurious suite.


    Jean dared not say much as he knew Casn 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 avable now?” Jean asked eagerly.


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    “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 s


    ame age. Perhaps Caspian was a few years older than him.


    But his deep eyes were imprable.


    “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 t


    he 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.


    “Alright, I understand. I’ll be there.” Caspian gestured for Sylvia to take the invitation, looking indifferent.


    Only then did Jean rx a bit.


    He had initially thought Caspian wouldn’t agree.


    Unexpectedly, Caspian agreed to it instantly.


    Wasn’t he afraid that it might be a trap?


    Looking at Caspian’s indifferent demeanor, Jean was perplexed.


    “Very well. We’ll be waiting for your arrival,” Jean said before promptly leaving the suite.


    He sensed Caspian’s overwhelming presence and felt ufortable staying a little longer.


    After Jean left, Caspian leaned back on the sofa and squinted his eyes.


    Sylvia had already investigated the powers in New Bay. He had also heard about Charles, who was kn


    own as the God of Gambling but had never gambled himself.


    He had trained numerous experts and easily won money from others.


    Charles‘ show of goodwill was likely a test.


    At the thought of this, Caspian’s lips curved into a faint smile.


    Caspian found


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


    ew Bay.


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


    It was without a doubt that Charles had done numerous illegal activities to get to where he was


    now.


    Though Charles rarely showed himself now and delegated most of his power to his son, Caspian need


    ed to be careful when dealing with him.


    “Willow, Willow.”


    Suddenly, Carl entered the luxurious suite with a hint of urgency.


    “Dad, do you need something from Willow?” Caspian asked.


    “Where’s Willow? Can you ask her when we’re returning to Soutke City?” Carl urgently asked.


    He didn’t want to stay here any longer.


    As he finished speaking, Willow emerged from the bathroom.


    “Dad, why are you here?” Willow asked, puzzled.


    “I want to ask when we’ll return to Soutke City!” Carl repeated.


    “We’re in no rush now. Caspian and I still have some unfinished business,” she replied.


    She knew Caspian must have important matters to handle.


    “What business could you two possibly have? Oh? Who sent this invitation?” Carl grabbed the


    invitation.


    “The Hoff family!”


    He was shocked after reading it.


    “What Hoff family?” Willow asked with curiosity.


    She had no idea what Carl was talking about.


    “Daughter, do you know the God of Gambling?” Carl asked excitedly.


    “I don’t know him. Hubby, did they invite you to something?” Willow looked at Caspian and


    asked.


    Carl, too, looked at Caspian.


    “That’s right. They invited me to a banquet,” Caspian said indifferently.


    “What! Son–inw, can we discuss something? How about taking me along?” Carl suddenly


    smiled with narrowed eyes.


    He had heard many rumors about the God of Gambling and wanted to witness him in action.


    Caspian was dumbfounded. His father–inw was quite adept at gauging the situation.


    “Dad, why do you want toe along?” Willow stepped in to intervene.


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    “Willow, it’s fine. If Dad wants to go, I’ll bring him along. You shoulde too,” Caspian said


    casually.


    For him, having one more person or one less didn’t matter.


    Meanwhile, Charles was at Hoff Manor.


    “Well done. Notify the staff immediately and prepare for tonight’s banquet.” He nodded in


    satisfaction.


    “Yes!” Jean nodded and prepared to leave.


    “Hold on.” Unexpectedly, Charles stopped him.


    “Dad, what is it? Do you have more instructions?” Jean turned and asked.


    “Immediately send an invitation to Wendell as well. Separate the timings,” Charles contemted before


    “What? This…”


    Jean became more confused about his father’s intentions.


    Caspian and Wendell were enemies. Inviting them both might lead to trouble.


    What if they fought at the dinner table?


    “Don’t waste time. Just follow my instructions. You’ll understandter.” Charles chuckled.


    Jean nodded without further questioning.


    Watching Jean leave, Charles squinted his eyes as a sly


    smile appeared on his face. “Caspian, I want to see what you’re truly capable of!”


    Night fell, and Hoff Manor was illuminated by lights.


    All the domestic helpers and bodyguards grew incredibly tense.


    They sensed something was about to happen.


    “Dad, Caspian is here. He brought his wife and father–in–


    Upon hearing this, Charles rose abruptly.


    “Let’s go! I want to meet Caspian!” he said sternly.


    “Dad, you.


    Jean was taken aback.


    In all these years, he had never seen his father personally wee anyone.


    Even when the governor of New Bay visited, Charles hadn’t gone out to wee him.


    Yet today, with Caspian’s arrival, he seemed nervous and even wanted to wee him. Wasn’t it a bit o


    “Don’t stand there! Hurry and join me in weing our esteemed guest!” Charles nced at


    his son, urging him.


    He didn’t dare to u


    esteemed status.


    Caspian. Just the avable information disyed Caspian’s


    If they offended such a big shot, it might lead to a deadly situation.


    It was better to be cautious.


    A business car parked outside the Hoff family’s manor.


    “This ce is really grand!” Carl eximed as soon as he got out of the car.


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