Ms. Deborah had hurried to get back to the scene but stopped to check her phone, which had just beeped, indicating a message. It was an email informing her about the new CEO's arrival with a short description of, and the photo of Franklin Miles attached to it.
Ms. Deborah clicked it open, and it showed his picture in full. Her heart sank when she saw his picture. He must be the delivery guy the junior staff were talking about. "This is worse than I thought," she said, realizing the severity of the situation. She needed to stop them from causing any further problems.
The junior staff turned to tell Ms. Deborah that he was the man they were looking for. "Miss! look, it's the delivery guy we were telling you about."
"Yeah, it's him, the delivery guy causing all the fuss."
Instead, they met what seemed to be the shock of their life. It was Ms. Deborah with a phone in her hand, showing them the picture of the person Reina had just slapped.
Reina walked closer to be sure she was not dreaming. She saw his picture and a short description stating that he was the new CEO.
"No, no. This cannot be true!" She muttered slowly, covering her mouth. She looked at Ms. Deborah whose facial expression had changed.
She did not have any excuse for her actions. Before she could utter a word, Ms. Deborah had given her a slap. The others were confused as to why Ms. Deborah slapped her.
Ms. Deborah rushed to Franklin and apologized. She knew he was offended, even though she would feel totally embarrassed. "I... We are very sorry, sir. Please, forgive us." She went on her knees to beg him.
Such actions could result in losing their jobs. Franklin looked at them, especially the receptionist, in utter disgust and disappointment.
He wondered who employed such an incompetent person. Receptionists were always supposed to be nice. It was one of the qualities they needed to possess.
"Why do you prioritize the value of money over the value of human beings? Regardless of the circumstances, it is our duty to treat every individual with respect, even a child. You know nothing about me, yet because I am dressed in a delivery uniform, you believe it grants you the right to speak to me in any manner you see fit? I approached you calmly, intending to explain myself, but how did you respond? You immediately summoned security to mistreat me without a hint of remorse. You denied me the opportunity to provide any explanation, and to make matters worse, you even resorted to physical violence!" he exclaimed, emphasizing his last statement.
Reina bowed down her head in shame. She knew what she did was wrong, but she had no excuse whatsoever to justify her deeds.
"You made me feel ashamed to realize that you are only junior staff. Consider if you were part of a higher social class, or if you held a managerial or secretarial position. Your behavior would have been even more unacceptable," he stopped and addressed the group, "This should be a reminder for all of you. Regardless of who it may be, everyone deserves respect. As the new CEO of this company, there will be numerous changes, beginning with all of you," he declared, pointing at the junior employees, "You all are terminated!"
Reina started crying and begging. "I'm really sorry, sir. Please forgive me. I won't do it again. Please, don't fire me," she pleaded.
Alex swallowed hard. âSir, I was out of line," he admitted. "I beg for your forgiveness. I'll work twice as hard to make amends. Please, I can't lose my job.â
"We didn't mean to hurt you, Sir," Nancy said, her eyes were downcast. âPlease give us another chance.â
âPlease, I have a family to support. I can't afford to be fired." Daniel confessed.
"I'm truly sorry for my words, Sir," Sarah said. "I'll do whatever it takes to regain your trust. Please, don't let me lose my job over this mistake."
Alex went ahead to lower himself to the ground, prostrating before Franklin. "I beg for your forgiveness, sir," he pleaded, his voice muffled by the floor. "I'll make amends for my actions. Please, I need this job to sponsor my education. I'll do anything to keep it."
"Enough," Franklin declared. "Who hired all of you?" He asked, looking around.
"I... I did, sir," Ms. Deborah said, already on her knees, asking for forgiveness. "I'm really sorry, sir. I promise to do better. Please don't fire me, I beg of you."
"You better improve," he said to Ms. Deborah. Then, he turned to the junior staff and said, "You all should know how it feels to be in your positions. Treat people equally."
"Security!"
"Yes Sir!â The security agents stepped forward, awaiting his command.
"Escort these individuals off the premises immediately," Franklin ordered. "And see to it that they never set foot in this place ever again."
Ms. Deborah sighed in relief. She had feared he would fire them all. "Pack your things. I don't want to see all of you here when I come back," she ordered.
She turned to the guards, who looked down, feeling ashamed. "Your pay will be reduced by 200%. Go away, all of you!" she yelled, and they scattered to their stations.
The security agents escorted the junior staff out of the building. There was nothing they could do. Maybe this would be a lesson they'd never forget in their life.
They left the company and glanced back at the building. They had only been there for a few months, and now they lost her jobs because of their bad behavior.
Franklin left the company and rode his scooter to the bank. He had told his personal security not to follow him, and they had to obey.
Although he could have gone home or to the boutique, he needed to go to the bank first to make a verification and withdraw some cash.
It was already 1:00 PM when he arrived at the bank. "Time for another hassle.â He sighed.
The bank was a sight to behold, with its looming height towering towards the sky. Even the security guards were dressed in suits, looking more like bodyguards for celebrities than ordinary bank employees.Franklin approached the entrance, where a man with a black outfit stood behind the door. He looked him up and down, his eyes narrowing at the sight of his uniform.âWhat are you doing?" He asked in a tone that suggested he didn't think he belonged there."I need to make a verification," Franklin said confidently despite the looks he was getting from the man and the others.âGo inside and join the line?" the man said.Franklin walked into the grandiose bank, his delivery uniform sticking out like a sore thumb among the well-dressed clientele. He was out of place, but he was here for business and wasn't going to let his attire deter him.Geschäftskredit Bank was a prestigious institution, well-known for catering to the rich and powerful. It was owned by a group of German influencers, w
Shock was evident on the faces of the bank's patrons and the workers. They thought the individual before them was merely a delivery person.But it appears that whoever this guy was, he must be from a wealthy family.The teller found herself in a state of panic. Seeing how the manager showed so much respect to an ordinary delivery guy! "Sir, may I inquire why such respect is shown to a delivery person?" she politely asked.Receiving no response from the manager, she continued. âSir, he is just an ordinary delivery guy who lost his way." Instead of a reply, the manager's hand struck her cheek hard. "Do you know who this man is?" he demanded.With a shake of her head, she responded âNo!âThe manager swiftly produced Franklin's Bank ID card and presented it to her. Upon examining the card, she was taken aback.It belonged to a senior VVIP client with a staggering 100,000,000,000â dollar account balance.At first, she suspected he must have stolen it until she recognized Franklin's photo
The man who stepped out of the car was just coming back from the club With his babe, more like his sex partner. He was steering the wheel at a high velocity, while the speakers in the car blared with music.He had been kissing at intervals while driving which made him run out of control and had knocked Franklin down."Oops," the girl in the car exclaimed, though her tone lacked any real concern.He could have just driven past, but he wanted to have fun. He came out of his car to meet Franklin, who was just getting up from the floor.Franklin spun to face him, about to say something, but he didn't get the chance as the guy had already started shouting, Franklin just looked at him, muddied."Watch where you are going, you moron. Now, look, you hit my car with that thing. Do you know how much this car is worth? You, and your assets--if you have any, are not worth this expensive car," the man spouted, his voice full of anger.Franklin was very sure he did not crash into his car; it was the
The road safety officials lowered their heads and expressed regret. "I'm sorry, sir," one of them said."I'm sorry," the other officials echoed.They did not want to encounter the prospect of becoming involved with The Howards. They were aware of the experiences others had had with The Howards, and they most definitely did not want to go through what they had.One of the officials scowled as he turned to face Franklin. "Young man, you must pay for the damages you caused," he declared."What damage? You cannot ask me to pay until after you have verified that there is damage. It was he who struck me and caused me to fall. Why should I make any payments at all? He is required by law to pay me back for breaking my scooter." Franklin replied."You better obey, or I might arrest you," the other official said.Franklin grinned. "Do you believe that I am afraid of the two of you? Are you certain you don't want the damages to be confirmed?"Confused by his audacity, one of the officials asked.
The butler had made a phone call to the company and requested assistance after receiving a call from Franklin. He was clearly frightened of Franklin's demeanor.Aware of Franklin's intense anger, the butler felt that he needed to find a way for Franklin to release it. Having been with Franklin since his childhood, the butler knew a great deal about him.Franklin had a tendency to have a quick temper, but he had learned to control it after a traumatic incident.Franklin had become furious with a classmate who had poured water on his book and refused to apologize. Being a quiet person, Franklin often faced bullying.When the other boy insulted Franklin and refused to apologize after learning about his mother's absence, Franklin lost control and punched him, knocking out his tooth. Since then, Franklin had been avoiding situations that could trigger his anger.Very few people knew about Franklin's family and he didn't understand why he was kept hidden from the world. While other wealthy k
Franklin rode his scooter to the largest boutique in Manchester which was primarily frequented by the upper class family.Only a select few from the lower class were permitted to work there in roles such as cleaners, receptionists, or security officers.The boutique bustled with people dressed in luxurious attire as they entered and exited the premises.Franklin entered and asked, "Which way is the male section?"The receptionist kindly informed him that it was on the fifth floor and directed him to the elevator on the left.He acknowledged this and wondered why she was nice to him despite his outfit. If only other workers could be like her.He walked away with his cart, heading towards the elevator while disregarding the curious looks he received.Some of the workers at the desk couldn't help but comment on his appearance, with one exclaiming, "He is so attractive!"Another expressed envy at the opportunity to interact with him, while a third admired his voice and likened him to a pri
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
"Hello, Franklin." Mr Miles said over the phone.Franklin was shocked. He had not heard his father's voice for over 5 years now."Hi, dad!"They spoke for more than an hour, and Franklin pledged to return home."Goodnight.âFranklin began packing his belongings, preparing to return home the next day. After packing, he brought his snacks outdoors and stood along the shore. The moonlight had shone on the water, creating a gray and blue hue.The sound of the waves gave life to the serene night. He felt at peace, after speaking with his father. He knew he had failed him, but he was ready to return and make him proud.He sat on the bench, and thought of ways to make his company become the leading organization in the country. He needed to know his rivals-the company that was competing with him.He took out his phone, and dialed Mr Russell's number."Don't you know when is night, and when is day, you silly boy?" He grunted."Men don't sleep," Franklin muttered so low that his uncle could not