*Charismatic Shoemaker Lloyd*
“You’d be more pathetic than this by the time I'm done dealing with you.” Avery rolled her eyes, with her arms crossed, she looked up to the director.
The director turned to Avery brow raised in expectations. “Is he the thief you reported?”
“Yes director.” Avery replied coolly, her eyes fixed on the elevator with expectations, muttering to herself how she had helped the two prominent managers to apprehend Benton the thief, with excitement oozing through her sharp features she wished they'd come down and recommend her.
Harris watched Benton with a smug silence leaning casually against the door frame scrolling through his phone as the director approached him.
There was a cruel satisfaction in his face that shows he has been waiting for this moment for a lon
