After the incident, Franklin decided to join some of the prestigious guests who didn't receive a formal introduction in the VVIP area. Mr. Hughes was already there, chatting with them.Franklin walked in and the guests turned to greet him, their faces lighting up with recognition and curiosity."Ah, Franklin! Good to see you," said Mr. Hughes, ushering him over to the group."Hello everyone," Franklin greeted them with a smile. "I hope you're all enjoying the evening despite the little commotion earlier."One of the guests, a tall man with a distinguished look, nodded. "Yes, that was quite the scene. I’m Jens Rolfstad from Aurora Holdings. I must say, your team handled it well.""Thank you, Mr. Rolfstad," Franklin replied. "We aim to ensure the safety and comfort of all our guests."A woman with elegant attire chimed in. "I’m Ingrid from the Oslo Nightlife Consortium. That man, Voss, seems to think he owns the place. He was out of line."Franklin sighed. "Yes, unfortunately, some peop
Tony and his group, which included Gary, Axel, and Zach, had succeeded in taking out the power supply in the entire building, plunging the Empire State Hotel into darkness.The task was relatively easy, all thanks to Richmond Wright giving them a thorough overview of the entire hotel building, including the power station.Tony had the blueprints of the hotel memorized. They sneaked into the basement where the main power controls were located.Gary, the tech guy, swiftly cut the main power lines while Axel and Zach stood guard, ready for any interference.As the lights sparked and then went out, Tony smiled and signaled his group to move out. They knew the darkness would create chaos and confusion, making it easier for the next part of their plan.“Good job, guys,” Tony whispered. “Now let’s get back to our meeting point and wait for Group 2 to do their thing.”Immediately the lights were out, Hank and his group, which comprised Vince, Roy, and Deke, were ready for action. Their job wa
Inside the private lounge, Franklin and Daisy were startled after the lights went out followed by sporadic shooting.The glass of wine Daisy had offered Franklin slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor of the private lounge.Suddenly, the door to the lounge burst open, and Daisy shrieked, hiding behind Franklin. Franklin instinctively tried to protect her. But then he recognized the figure who had entered: it was Conor, his butler."Hello, sir," Conor whispered urgently, putting his finger to his lips to signal for silence. "We are under attack.""What? How? What's going on?" Franklin asked, his voice tinged with fear and confusion."No time to explain," Conor replied, his voice firm but quiet. "We need to get out of here now. There's an exit that leads through the back to the courtyard. I've arranged for a helicopter to take you away from here."Franklin wondered if Mr. Voss had returned to attack him. But that didn't seem possible, as Conor had already taken care of Voss an
Back at the Empire State Hotel, all the guests and workers were gathered in one place in the ballroom.Big Joe and his boys ordered everyone to switch off their phones, make no phone calls, and lie down with their faces to the ground. Big Joe, pacing around the room, barked orders, "Everyone, heads down! No one moves, no one talks unless I say so!"The frightened guests and workers complied, trembling as they lay on the ground. Some whispered prayers, while others just sobbed quietly.Big Joe’s boys walked around, ensuring everyone stayed down, occasionally kicking someone to enforce compliance.Big Joe started to engage the hostages in conversation. "Who’s the manager?" He demanded, his voice echoing through the room.Everyone kept quiet, too scared to speak. A few began pleading, "Please, don’t hurt us. We’re just guests here."Big Joe grew impatient. "I asked a question! Who's the manager here?"After a moment of silence, Mr. Hughes, trembling, indicated that he was the manager. “
Inside the bulletproof car, Richmond Wright received the information that Franklin is the owner and current CEO of the Empire State Hotel.Richmond's eyes widened in shock as he processed the news. "Franklin? The owner of the Empire State Hotel?" He muttered, almost in disbelief.Casey felt a mix of surprise and unease too; she has always known that something about Franklin’s identity does not add up. "How did he pull this off?" she whispered, more to herself than to Richmond.Richmond on the other hand has always thought of Franklin as just a nobody. But now, realizing he had somehow acquired the money, power, and influence to purchase his family's most prestigious hotel. He became short of words.The security team, stationed around the car, quickly opened the doors for them.Richmond and Casey walked out with boldness toward the entrance of the hotel.Inside the ballroom, the guests and workers were still lying on the floor, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.Big Joe stood
In the quiet of the room, Daisy was already thinking of how she could get Franklin to drink the supplement. She had to be very careful, so she started by pretending to be worried about him and everything that had just happened. "Franklin," Daisy said softly while still sitting close to him on the bed, "I'm so scared. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. You've been so strong through all this, but you need to relax and take care of yourself too."Franklin looked at her, his face tired and stressed. "I know, Daisy. It's been a rough night. But I need to stay sharp, just in case anything else happens."Daisy nodded, her face showing concern, but inside, she was already planning her next move. "Of course," she said, "but at least have something to drink. It'll help you calm down." She reached for a bottle of wine on the table. "Let me pour you a glass."Franklin hesitated. "I don't think I should be drinking right now. I need to keep a clear head."Daisy smiled swee
Franklin kept looking at Daisy, his eyes softening as the effects of the supplement began to take hold. He reached out and gently touched her face, his voice tender. “Daisy… I don’t know what it is, but I feel something for you. It’s like… I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you.”Daisy smiled sweetly, playing along, “Really, Franklin? You’re just saying that.”“No, I’m serious,” Franklin insisted, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I don’t know why I never noticed it before, but now, it’s like you’re all I can think about.”Daisy blushed, her heart racing as she kept her smile in place. “That’s so sweet of you, Franklin. I’ve always admired you too. You’re so strong and successful… I always thought you were out of my league.”Franklin shook his head, his hand moving down to hold hers. “No, Daisy, you’re perfect. I don’t know why we broke up, but now I want to make up for it. I want to take care of you, make sure you’re happy.”Daisy squeez
As Conor and his security team stormed into the ballroom at Empire State Hotel, everyone in the room froze in their place.The guests and workers, who were already scared, looked even more terrified. Their eyes were wide with fear, and some of them started to tremble.The room was silent except for the sound of people shifting nervously.Big Joe’s boys, who had been acting tough, suddenly seemed scared. Their hands tightened around their guns, and a few of them exchanged worried looks.They hadn’t expected someone like Conor to show up with such a strong team. Conor’s men were clearly well-trained, and their entrance was intimidating.Seeing his men start to lose their nerve, Big Joe quickly moved in front of them. He wanted to remind them who was in charge. "Stand your ground," he growled in a low, firm voice. "We’re still in control here. Don’t forget who you’re with."His words seemed to help a little, as the boys stood up straighter, but there was still a hint of fear in their eye
In the evening Franklin stood outside the large warehouse. The cold air stung his face, but he didn’t care.This was the moment he had been waiting for, a chance to finally put an end to everything Bill Ford and his crew had done.Beside him were Conor, Russell, Stephen, and a team of armed security guards. Everyone was focused, ready for what was about to happen.Conor glanced at Franklin. “We’ve got the building surrounded. No way for them to escape,” he said in a low voice.Franklin nodded. “Good. Let’s move in.”With a signal from Conor, the security team moved forward, silently positioning themselves around the warehouse.Franklin motioned for Russell and Stephen to follow him as he pushed open the main door. The sound of the door creaking echoed in the quiet space, and inside, they saw Bill Ford standing at a table with Prof. Arjun, Ivan, Viktor, Igor, and the Insider.The men froze when they noticed Franklin and his team. For a moment, no one spoke. The tension in the air was s
The door creaked open, and Conor stepped inside. His look was serious, and his eyes glanced around the room, quickly locking onto Franklin.The room was quieter now, with just Franklin, Vera, Deborah, Mr. Hughes, and Ashley seated around the table.Franklin stood up immediately, his hands resting firmly on the table. “What did you find out?” he asked.Conor crossed the room and stood beside Franklin, lowering his voice but still loud enough for everyone to hear. “The Insider met Bill Ford. They’re working together, as we suspected. He gave Bill a full update. Told him we’re on to them, mentioned the CCTV footage and the fingerprints.”Franklin’s brows furrowed. “Did they say anything about their next action?”Conor nodded, his jaw tightening. “Bill Ford is angry, but he’s not giving up. He’s planning to cover his tracks, maybe destroy the evidence we have against them. He’s got Viktor, Igor, and Ivan in on it, and Professor Arjun is helping him figure out the technical side. They know
Franklin's hands were folded in front of him. The room was filled with a few people that had been there for hours.Conor had just left, taking the responsibility of tracking the Insider. Now, it was time for Franklin to make the next move.He glanced at the faces of Vera, Deborah, Mr. Hughes, and Ashley. The group was waiting for him to speak.Franklin inhaled deeply, gathering his thoughts before speaking.“I’ve made a decision,” he said quietly, his voice carrying an undercurrent of urgency. “We’re locking down the building. I want everyone out. No one gets in or out until we’ve figured this out. We can’t afford to take any more chances. If we’re going to settle this, we need complete control.”Vera, always the first to act when things got serious, nodded immediately. “Understood. I’ll see to that. details. Everyone will be escorted out, and we’ll make sure the perimeter is secure.”Deborah didn’t say anything, but Franklin could see the gears turning in her mind. She, too, knew the
The day had been full of tension, even as the Insider walked out of the meeting room, he felt a sense of fear.He had convinced the others that he was just Paul, a simple logistics employee, and for now, it seemed like they believed him still.But as he made his way out of the building, he had no idea that Conor was silently following him. Franklin had ordered him to keep a close eye on the Insider.Conor stayed far enough behind to remain unnoticed but close enough to follow the Insider’s every step. He saw the Insider turn into a narrow alley, change the face mask and clothes he was wearing and pull out his phone.Conor stopped and crouched down behind a parked car, straining to see him changing and to hear the conversation.The Insider was speaking to someone on the other end, his voice low and hurried.“I don’t know how they found out,” the Insider was saying. “But the son of Mr. Miles is back. He knows about the plan and they have footage and fingerprints of all of us. I’m on my
The Insider stood at the center of everyone’s attention, his face calm but his eyes darting nervously around the room.Franklin watched him closely, noting every twitch, every sign of unease.The room was still except for the quiet hum of the laptop, which had just finished playing the damning CCTV footage.“I don’t know who this person you’re talking about is,” the Insider said, his voice steady but with a hint of defensiveness. “You’ve got the wrong man. I’m Paul. I work in logistics. Check with my team—they’ll tell you.”Franklin narrowed his eyes, his fingers tightening on the edge of the table. Paul? Is that the best he could come up with?Conor exchanged a glance with Franklin, then stepped forward, his arms crossed over his chest. “Paul, huh? If you’re so innocent, then how do you explain the fingerprints on the server equipment? They match yours.”The Insider shrugged, trying to look unconcerned. “It’s not uncommon to have similar fingerprints in large companies. Maybe someone
The light from the overhead lamps made the space feel brighter. Franklin, who had arrived earlier than the usual time, took a seat and his hands rested on the table, fingers lightly tapping as he waited for the others.His mind raced with thoughts about what was going to happen today. This is the time. No more hiding. It’s time to face Bill Ford and his evil schemes.The door creaked open, and Conor stepped inside, carrying a laptop bag and a small black case.Behind him was Mr. Hughes, who looked serious as always.Then came Ashley, her expression calm but her fingers nervously clutching a folder.Vera and Deborah entered last, talking quietly between themselves.Everyone greeted and took their seats around the table.Franklin stood up, clearing his throat. “Thanks for coming, everyone. We don’t have much time, so let’s get straight to it.”Conor placed the black case on the table and unlocked it, pulling out a small stack of papers and a flash drive.“We’ve gathered enough proof to
The executives sat frozen, each man consumed by anger or fear. Papers lay scattered across the table, evidence of the evil scheme Bill had stirred. He stood at the head of the table, his presence commanding, his eyes scanning the room like a hawk.Franklin Miles, seated in a secret room around the corner, watched everything unfold with a tight jaw. Something about the whole ordeal didn’t sit right with him, but he kept his expression neutral. He glanced at Conor, who was standing by the wall with his arms crossed. The two exchanged a subtle look before Franklin’s gaze returned to the table. He had other plans to figure out what was really going on, and those plans required patience.Bill tapped the table lightly with his fingers, the sound breaking the uncomfortable silence. “Gentlemen,” he said, his voice calm yet piercing, “it’s clear we have a serious issue here. Investors like me don’t appreciate seeing their money vanish into thin air.”Lee leaned forward, his face pale. “I didn’
The morning sun shone brightly over the grand headquarters of Bill Enterprises. It was a day of high pressure, as Bill Ford and his entourage were finally visiting the Miles Empire. This wasn’t just a casual meeting. Bill had been well articulated about his evil scheme with the way Miles Empire handled investor money, and today he planned to address it.Bill stood in front of his mirror, adjusting his tie. He was wearing a sharp black suit, his expression calm but cold.His assistant knocked on the door.“Mr. Ford, your convoy is ready,” the assistant said.Bill nodded and grabbed his briefcase. “Let’s not waste time. Today, we will finish what we started.”Downstairs, the convoy waited. His entourage, including Professor Arjun, Ivan, Viktor, and Igor, stood by their separate car. Each of them wore a similar grim expression and had their own different role to play.“We’re ready when you are,” Viktor said.Bill looked at them, his lips curling into a small smile. “This is going to be q
Franklin sat at his desk, staring at the laptop in front of him. His office was quiet, but his mind wasn’t. The things Jake had told him about Daisy’s plan and now his worries about Miles' Empire wouldn’t let him rest. He ran his hand through his hair, leaned back in his chair, and picked up his phone. It was time to act.“Conor, come to my office,” Franklin said after Conor picked up.A few minutes later, Conor entered. He was dressed casually but moved with the ease of someone always on guard. “What’s up, boss?” he asked, sitting down.Franklin leaned forward. “We have a problem. I installed surveillance cameras in critical areas of the headquarters—quietly, without anyone knowing. I need you and Mr. Hughes to check if they’re working properly. Don’t let anyone suspect what you’re doing. I have a feeling something's going on.”Conor nodded, his brows furrowed. “You think someone’s trying to mess with things there?”“I do,” Franklin said. “And I want proof before we act. These camera