**Charismatic Shoemaker Lloyd**
As soon as Benton entered the suites, Old Charles stood up, and the manager could not help but follow.
He quirked his brow and simply returned his gaze to the floor. “We have been expecting you.”
The Pendergast manager rushed toward Benton, nearly knocking his chair backward in haste. Despite being a man who commanded respect from all elites, his powerful aura immediately transformed to deference, his sharp, commanding presence melting in the presence of the Lloyds.
“Young Master Lloyd,” he called in a calm voice unlike his usual demeanor, bowing his head slightly, a gesture he rarely offered to anyone. “You are a spitting image of your father when he was in his prime, no need for DNA!”
Old Charles chuckled. “You see what I was telling you? You have not
