Inside the mall, the ladies were still in disbelief over what had just happened in front of them."What did you do to the man that made him give us such an amount of money?" one of them inquired from the receptionist. She was also the same lady who wanted to fit in and had claimed that Franklin was just a dirty delivery guy.Grinning, the receptionist turned to face her. "kindness! Look, you shouldn't treat someone like trash simply because they are poor. Just take a peek at you. You and them are the same. He is a delivery guy, and you are a cleaner. That is the only distinction. Naturally, under disguise."The other woman became enraged at the way she emphasized her final words. "But why would he disguise as a delivery guy?""Did you guys see the way he embarrassed that disrespectful lady? I hope she learns her lesson." Another person pointed out."Whatever! Get back to work now, else I will report all of you to the manager." The cashier threatened.The receptionist returned to her ta

Deborah approached Vera, knowing she would find it difficult to believe her. She pointed to a mark on her forehead, saying, "I know you may not trust me, but look here," as she lowered her head. "This mark is from when you hit me with a stone on my forehead."Vera shook her head in disbelief. "That can't be true.""It is, Vera." The name sent chills down her spine.Overwhelmed with emotion, Vera embraced Deborah, and they held each other for what felt like an eternity.Sitting down, Deborah shared that she was now working as a manager at Miles’ Empire, a company owned by Mr. Miles is now managed by his son.Curious about Vera's work, she learned that Vera had been fired from her job at Vintage Mall that day.Vera then recounted their struggles and how difficult it had been to cope. Deborah couldn't help but cry, missing her mother deeply.Offering her support, Deborah mentioned a job opening for a receptionist at her company and assured Vera that she could help her secure the position

After seeing the picture of Bill Ford, Franklin became very angry. He was deep in thought about Bill Ford. He wanted to know more about him.He picked up the phone and called Conor, his butler. "Conor, what do you know about Bill Ford?" he asked, adjusting his sitting position.Conor hesitated, his voice wary. "He's not a good man, sir. He's the CEO of Bill Enterprise, and they're trying to destroy your family business," he replied cautiously.Franklin's anger flared up again. "I know. But what else?" he demanded, his grip tightening on the phone.Conor thought for a moment. "He has a daughter. She works with him," he revealed slowly.Franklin was surprised. "Daughter? What's her name?" he asked, intrigued.Conor replied slowly. "Her name... is Casey," he said, the hesitation was clear in his voice.Franklin remembered Casey. She was the lady he met at VINTAGE Mall. He didn't like her. "What does she do?" Franklin asked Conor.Conor replied, "She helps her father. She's very smart.”"I

After the SUV somersaulted, Big Joe's car drove away fast from the spot. Franklin looked back and saw the SUV upside down, he felt sorry for his security men.Big Joe and his boys yelled, "Faster! Faster!" They drove fast, swerved, and turned the corner.Suddenly, a new hilux blocked their way. Men on black with guns got out and pointed at Big Joe's car.Big Joe and his boys began to panic, "Who are they? What do they want?"One man with a gun walked up and pointed at Franklin. "We want him. Lady Casey Ford sent us."Big Joe looked confused. "Who is Casey Ford?"The man with the gun said, "You don't know her? She's a powerful person. She wants him.""Why does she want him?" Big Joe asked.The man with the gun shouted, "Hand him over! Now! And stop asking stupid questions!"Big Joe's boys looked at each other, then at Big Joe but didn't move.Another man with a gun got angry. "You don't understand. We're not playing games. Hand him over, or we will make you sorry."Big Joe's boys still

The sun was shining, and the water was warm. Daisy and Richmond were having a nice time in the pool, talking and drinking expensive wine. They laughed and enjoyed each other's company."I don't understand why the board directors would want to sell the hotel," Daisy said, straightening her hair."Yes, it is strange to me too," Richmond agreed. "The hotel is making a lot of money. Why would they want to sell? There must be a misunderstanding somewhere.""Maybe they needed the money for something else," Daisy suggested."But the hotel is our biggest asset," Richmond said. "I don't think they would sell it without my permission."Richmond took out his phone and called the chairman of the board, Mr. Ross.. He waited for Mr. Ross to answer the phone."Hello?" Mr. Ross said in a calm and gentle tone."Mr. Ross, it's Richmond. What did you do? Sell out the hotel?" Richmond shouted, his voice loud and angry."Yes, Mr. Richmond we sold the hotel. We had no choice. They offered too much money. We