*Charismatic Shoemaker Llyod*
Benton’s eyes widened as the list popped up on the screen. His gaze lingered on the names, each one sinking in slowly before he turned to Old Charles, confusion and disbelief clouding his tired eyes.
“This… this is the list of all the shareholders at Vorne?” he asked, voice low.
Old Charles gave a small nod. “Every single one.”
Benton blinked, stunned. “You got this in less than an hour?”
“Barely,” Old Charles replied, calm and proud of his team’s precision.
“I can’t believe you actually pulled this off,” Benton whispered.
“If you want to lead the Lloyd Company,” Old Charles said, eyes steady, “you’ll have to learn quickly—starting with moments like this.”
Benton leaned forward, still staring at the screen. “Did Vorne seriously just hand over the share
