"Who are you?" Franklin stared intently at the strange man in front of him. Franklin clearly knew the intentions of the man in front of him. It was just, why was the man doing this to him? Considering he didn't recognize the man at all.Hearing the question asked by Franklin, made the man who looked so satisfied with Franklin's current state, walk over. The man was now standing right in front of Franklin."Looks like you don't know who I am," the man said with a smile on his face.Franklin even though he was in a tight spot like this, he still tried to remain calm. There was no way he could show that he was scared or else his opponent would laugh at him even more. "Of course I don't know who you are, that's why I asked."Franklin looked down at the man in front of him. Regardless of his current position, he could not be afraid even though many of the man's men were around him. I don't know what the man's intentions were in bringing him to a place like this, but it was clear that the
Still in the same room. Franklin who was in the room was so bored. I don't know how long he had been in that room, but it was clear that Franklin really couldn't do anything. "How dare they treat me like this."Franklin stood up from his seat, walking towards the door that was still closed. Brak! Brak!Franklin quickly banged on the door, hoping that someone outside would open it for him. "Open the door, asshole!" Franklin cursed when he heard no sound.Franklin still kept trying to bang on the door. It didn't matter who was out there, all that mattered to him was getting out of that dark place. "Asshole! Open the door."Franklin banged after banged, but still no one opened the door for him despite repeated banging. "Shit! They're completely ignoring me."While outside the room, Thalia and the two guards were now looking at each other. Of course they both heard the banging after banging by Franklin, but they chose to ignore and not respond to Franklin. "Looks like that guy's gon
Clara had tried many times to call Franklin, but he had yet to pick up the phone. "Why hasn't Franklin picked up my call until now?"Clara who had been sitting on the sofa now decided to move closer to the window, staring out the window while still holding her cell phone which was currently still calling. "Is he not holding his cell phone?"Clara looked at the screen of her cell phone which was currently still calling, but there was absolutely no sign that the person she was calling would pick up the phone. A sigh could be seen coming out of her mouth, indicating that she was really annoyed because she had tried calling Franklin so many times, but there was still no answer. Charles who had just come down the stairs frowned when he saw Clara pacing back and forth. The man didn't understand what had happened to his sister, but in that posture he knew what was going on. Feeling curious about Clara, Charles decided to approach the woman and asked, "What's wrong, Clara? You look uneas
A few moments later the direction had just arrived in front of Franklin's house. The woman's gaze turned towards the house which currently looked deserted, indicating that no one was inside the house. "Why is the house quite quiet?"Clara who was still confused tried to take out her cell phone, trying to call Franklin and tell him that she was currently right in front of his house. But as before, Franklin did not pick up the phone from Clara. Clara could be seen sighing, quite upset because the man had not been heard from.Forced Clara decided to immediately get out of the car, walking closer to the house that looked deserted. With courage, Clara immediately knocked on the door of the house many times. But there was no response from the house, indicating that the house was currently empty. "Where's Franklin and his family?"For a moment Clara was silent in front of the closed door of the house. She finally decided to get back into the car because she couldn't find anyone. But bef
Clara stood in front of Franklin's house for a while, hoping he would come home soon. But after waiting for about 15 minutes, there was no sign of Franklin's arrival. Feeling disappointed, Clara decided to try contacting Franklin once again.She took out her cell phone and dialed Franklin's number. A dial tone was heard, but there was no answer. After a few rings, the call was transferred to voicemail. Clara let out a long sigh, frustrated that Franklin was still unreachable."Franklin, it's me Clara. I've been in front of your house but you're not there. Please call me right away," Clara said, leaving a voice message.After hanging up, Clara looked at Franklin's house once again. She felt sad and disappointed that her plan to meet Franklin had failed miserably. Not only was Franklin not there, but Sarah's cold attitude also added to her heartache.Finally Clara decided to go home. With shaky steps she walked to her car. All the way home, various thoughts raged in her mind. Why is Fra
Meanwhile, inside a dark and dank building, Franklin woke up with a headache. The air was bone-chillingly cold, and there was little light coming through the cracks in the walls. Franklin tried to remember what happened, but his mind was still fuzzy. With difficulty, he tried to get up, but his legs felt weak. Pain radiated through his body, making every movement difficult. He realized that his hands were tied tightly, and there was little room to move.Franklin cast his eyes around, trying to figure out where he was. The place felt unfamiliar, with a musty smell and the sound of dripping water adding to the gloomy impression. There were no windows, just cold concrete walls surrounding him. The large metal door in the corner of the room seemed tightly closed, and although Franklin tried to reach for the handle, his efforts were futile. The door was firmly locked.With all his might, Franklin tried to untie the knots in his hands. However, the harder he tried, the stronger the bonds b
Franklin was still lying on the cold concrete floor. His body felt weak, and the pain continued to radiate throughout his muscles. His breathing was labored, not only because of the pain tormenting his body, but also because of the fear that was slowly creeping into his mind. Every second that passed seemed to be a reminder of how desperate her situation was. However, she knew that if she wanted to survive, she had to stay focused and find an opening to escape.The atmosphere in the room was getting tense. The concrete walls surrounding Franklin felt more and more constricting, adding to the heavy weight pressing down on his chest. In the corners of the room, droplets of water fell to the floor in a monotonous rhythm, as if marking the cruel passing of time. The light coming in through the cracks in the walls was almost useless, leaving only dark shadows dancing around the room. The sound of the wind rustling outside the building could be heard faintly, adding to the deep sense of iso
Inside a luxurious room with classic décor and dim lighting, the boss sat in a large cushioned chair, enjoying a glass of red wine while contemplating. The room was filled with expensive furniture and artistic ornaments, reflecting the high taste and wealth of the owner. The large windows on the side of the room provided a glittering night view of the city, although the heavy curtains were slightly open, as if to maintain privacy.The boss, a middle-aged man with neatly combed silvery hair and a firm jaw, wore an elegant black suit. His face full of strokes of experience looked calm, yet there was a sharp glint in his eyes that showed he was always on guard, always ready for anything. His hand held the wine glass casually, but his strong fingers gripped it tightly, as if never really letting his guard down.Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and one of his men entered with quick but respectful steps. The man, dressed in a simple black suit, approached his boss with his head slight