Chapter 713

The person who got out of the car by the roadside was none other than Cedric. He had a stocky build and was short, exuding the vibe of an 80s nouveau riche as he hopped down from his Mercedes-Benz S-Class. Without knowing why, the mutual aversion seemed to make Cedric look over in my direction. As soon as he saw me, his eyes narrowed. "Well, what a coincidence, Mr. Palmer!" Cedric said, walking over with a smile. Behind him were six or seven of his men, and it was clear he enjoyed the attention of having them around. "Mr. Palmer, I didn't expect someone of your stature to eat at a place like this." With a grin, Cedric continued, "I thought only people like us would eat here." "Do you need something, Mr. Shepherd?" I casually asked as I took a bite of my pasta. "Oh, nothing serious. I just took care of a little traitor from my crew. It was exhausting, so I came here to grab a bite." While Cedric's words seemed casual, he was trying to show off his ruthless side, as if hoping to in