**Charismatic Shoemaker Lloyd**
Charles rushed after Benton, his face flushed with a mix of shame and forced excitement.
“Benton, you were amazing back there! I knew you’d hit that bastard right where it hurt most, his ego’s in pieces.”
Benton slowly raised his eyes, the look in them cold.
“You’ve had your fun. Now step back. I don’t ever want to see you again.”
Charles gave a stiff, awkward laugh.
“Come on, Benton… It’s been years since we saw each other. Don’t be like that.”
Benton stopped, tapped him once on the shoulder, and spoke through clenched teeth.
“Cut the act. I’ve always known you were never my friend.”
Without another glance, Benton walked to his Bentley, the glossy black paint catching the light. He slid inside, started the engine, and with a deep purr the car rolle
