Dressed in a hoodie, facemask, and sunglasses to conceal his face, the driver looked suspiciously like he was trying not to be recognized. For a moment, Tedmond thought the mysterious, fully covered person might have kidnapped him.Taking a closer look, Tedmond’s brows furrowed as he seemed to recognize the figure. “Kanis?” he asked. “Why are you dressed like that?!”Kanis glanced back at him. “I don’t want to be recognized,” he replied. “You’re lucky your identity is well hidden, or you’d be drawing too much attention.”“Perhaps you’re right,” Tedmond replied.They walked toward a supercar store a few minutes later to get the car they wanted. Three hefty guards stood outside the store, wearing hard, unwelcoming expressions.As Tedmond and Kanis approached, the guards gave them a once-over. They examined Tedmond’s appearance and then shifted their gaze to Kanis.Seeing Kanis’s appearance, the guards frowned. This company sold supercars, not rundown second-hand vehicles. They were sur
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