Noel drove Julian through winding streets, eventually heading towards the slums.
In recent years, Richburgh had undergone extensive development. Places with a mix of flat and low-rise buildings like this were becoming scarce. However, due to the poor environment, rent was cheap here. Because of that, many residents were still attracted to places like this.
At one point, Fulcher Inc. considered whether to use this area as a new development point.
Yet, when they considered Diana's past struggles without a home, it became easy for them to empathize with those who couldn't afford proper housing in the big city.
For these people, having an affordable place to rest after a hard day's work was a source of happiness.
Julian couldn't bear to disrupt this small happiness. However, at this moment, he needed to meet the owner of the café.
"Noel, why did you bring me here?"
"This is the owner's address."
Noel had to exert significant effort even for a small piece of information like this. He had even humbled himself to consult Ginny.
The thought of how he had once threatened to report their irregularities and shut down their shop in front of them made Noel bow lower before Ginny.
It was then he realized...
"All the people in that café seem to play by their own rules."
The more he thought about it, the more Noel felt that Julian's decision to meet this owner was correct.
"Even that waitress seemed a bit off."
"How so?"
"She was always very calm. The glint in her eyes... It felt like she was an outsider in every situation. She seemed very detached from everything she was looking at."
Noel scratched his nose awkwardly. "Sometimes, I even feel a bit uneasy in front of her."
Was that Cecilia?!
Noel wanted to take another look, but he found it absurd. Cecilia was a rich heiress. She would never come to a place like this, let alone sit in a Volkswagen!
The license plate of Julian's car was quite unique, and it was an extended Lincoln.
Cecilia had seen it once, and hadn't forgotten. Whenever this car was out and about, Noel was always behind the wheel.
Cecilia's gaze swept over the car, and she involuntarily leaned slightly towards the window. At a certain angle, she caught a glimpse of Noel driving.
The extended Lincoln had tinted windows. If Noel hadn't lowered the window earlier, Cecilia wouldn't have seen him. Now, she couldn't even see Julian sitting in the back.
She thought Noel was the only one in the car. Julian had always treated Noel well. Even if Julian had his own needs, he would surely allow Noel to use this car.
It seemed Noel had come specifically to find her today. Cecilia carefully recalled when she might have leaked her whereabouts for Noel to find her.
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