**Charismatic Shoemaker Lloyd**
Benton scratched his nose in satisfaction, he dropped the document in Old Charles’ care telling Old Charles that acquiring Vorne company was not his plan but they left him with no option.
For a moment he paused looking out the window to see the tears trembling down Avery's face, he wished she had genuinely changed but she is still the same person that perpetrated to steal his design.
He walked to the road side with his smart phone in his hand immediately he got on his scooter he received a call.
His forehead creased for a brief moment staring down at the number that popped up his screen, he answered and then a voice sounded to him. “Benton, where have you been hiding? I've looked for your number everywhere.”
“Why did you call,” Benton asked dismissivel
