After Conor gave the signal, his men sprang into action almost immediately.One of Conorâs men, Jake, fired the first shot. It hit Tony in the shoulder, causing him to drop his gun and fall to his knees.Tony gasped in pain, clutching his shoulder. "Ouch!" he spat, but Jake was already moving on.Gary tried to fight back, his eyes wild with fear. "You will pay for this!" he yelled, but another of Conorâs men, Sam, was quicker.Sam kicked the gun out of Garyâs reach, sending it skidding across the floor. Gary lunged for it, but Sam kicked him hard in the chest, sending him to the floor with a groan."Stay down," Sam warned, pointing his gun at Gary, who wisely stayed put, his hands raised in surrender.The ballroom erupted into confusion as gunfire filled the air. All the guests and workers ducked or ran for cover. But the fight was on.A middle-aged man pulled his wife to the floor behind an overturned table. "Oh God, theyâre shooting! Get down! Get down!" His voice was shaky, but he
On the other side of the room, Big Joe was tougher than the others. He fired at Conor himself with rage. "Come on! Letâs finish this!" he shouted.Conor was ready. He dodged the bullet and fired back, the shot grazing Big Joeâs arm.Big Joe roared in anger, charging at Conor like a bull. They collided in the middle of the room, each trying to overpower the other."You think you can take me down?" Big Joe growled, landing a punch on Conorâs side.Conor gritted his teeth against the pain, responding by kneeing Big Joe in the stomach.Big Joe doubled over, and Conor grabbed him, throwing him against a table. The table shattered under Big Joeâs weight, leaving him gasping on the floor.Nick, one of Big Joeâs men, tried to sneak up on Conor, but another of Conorâs men, Randy, saw him coming."Not so fast," Randy muttered, quickly aiming and firing a shot. The bullet hit Nick in the thigh, and Nick screamed in pain, collapsing to the ground. He tried to crawl away, but Randy wasnât about to
Franklin awoke the next morning with a pounding headache. He was barely conscious when he felt an unexpected warmth against his chest.He slowly became more alert, the memories of the previous night began to flood back into his mind. He bolted upright in bed, a soft groan sounding beside him, making his heart race.To his shock, Daisy was lying naked beside him on the bed.Panic surged through him as he noticed their clothes scattered haphazardly across the tiled floor.How could that be possible?"Good morning, sweetie" Daisy greeted him with a yawn, stretching out lazily as if nothing was amiss.Franklinâs voice trembled as he asked, "What happened? How did you end up in my bed?" He paused, his gaze sweeping the room, realizing that it didnât resemble his place at allâit was too plain, the walls too stark. "And where exactly are we?""You donât recall?" Daisy asked with a teasing smile. "Should I be upset or just laugh it off?"Franklin wasnât amused in the slightest. Somehow, he ha
The day began early at Miles Empire. It was a very important day, and every employee knew what was at stake.The sun had barely risen when Ms. Deborah, Vera, Mr. Stephen, and Mr. Russell gathered in the meeting room.Ms. Deborah, usually composed, looked more focused than ever. She spread out a thick stack of documents on the table. "We have a lot to get through today," she began, her voice firm. "The agreements with our partners were clear. They expect us to take action, and they expect it now. Weâve made promises, and we need to deliver."Vera, sitting next to her, nodded. "Iâve already started drafting emails to each partner, updating them on the progress weâre making. Communication is key today. We need to keep them informed every step of the way."Mr. Russell, who had been reviewing the financial reports, looked up. "We need to prioritize compensation. These companies are waiting on those funds, and we canât afford any delays. Stephen, you and I will handle the numbers and make s
The âInsiderâ at Miles Empire who had been quietly observing the company for days, knew today was the perfect day to strike. He had spent hours studying the behaviors and routines of the prominent executives at Miles Empire. He knew when they came to work, when they took breaks, and even the way they talked. His plan was simple: sabotage the agreement and ruin the companyâs reputation.The Insider's first move was to impersonate Mr. Stephen. He had perfected Stephen's voice and mannerisms, practicing every little detail until he could flawlessly mimic the acting CEO. Wearing a suit similar to Mr. Stephen's, he walked confidently into an empty office, a place he had discovered was rarely used.He picked up a telephone and dialed a number. âItâs time to make the public announcement.ââGot it!â"Good day, this is Stephen Miles, the acting CEO of Miles Empire. I have an important announcement regarding our recent agreement with the other companies. After careful consideration, we have dec
Franklin was still upset from the intimate moment he shared with Daisy the previous night coupled with the attack in the hotel a few hours ago as he picked up his phone and dialed Conorâs number. He had lost contact with him and his team since the night before, and he needed to know what was going on.After a few rings, Conor answered, his voice calm and reassuring. âYoung master, itâs Conor. Weâve secured the hotel. Youâre safe to return now.âFranklin let out a sigh of relief. âThank you, Conor. I was worried. Who were those guys that attacked us? And why?âConor paused for a moment before responding. âIt was Richmond Wright and his boys, led by Big Joe. They came to take back the Empire State Hotel, claiming it belongs to their family. They accused you of buying it illegally.âFranklinâs expression darkened. âRichmond is just a jealous man. Heâs always been that way. I bought the hotel legally, and I have the documents to prove it.â His voice held a note of anger, but also a sense
The board members of Miles Empire gathered once again at a luxurious 5 star hotel called the central city hotel. They had chosen this location to discuss their plan to overthrow Franklin, Mr. Miles, Mr. Stephen, and Mr. Russell as well as those affiliated with them and kicked them out of the company entirely.Mr. Thayer, the leader of the group, stood at the front of the room, sipping his coffee and looking at the crowd."Friends, we are here today to take a stand," he began, his voice firm and resolute. "We can't let Mr. Miles and those puppets he put in charge ruin our company. Their decisions have been reckless so far, and we need to do something about it."After he finished speaking, Mr. Reynolds nodded vigorously, his eyes flashing with agreement. He scribbled some notes on his pad as he spoke. "I've spoken to investors, and they're fed up with Franklin's leadership," Mr. Reynolds added, his voice rising. "They're willing to support us if we take action."As he spoke, Mr. Lee pul
Casey Ford sat quietly in the backseat of her private car, staring out the window as her security team drove her home. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of worry and confusion.The attack at the Empire State Hotel was something she never anticipated. She couldnât stop thinking about Richmond and the others involved. Her heart raced as she replayed the events in her mind.When they finally arrived at her home, the driver stepped out to open her door. Casey barely noticed as she stepped out, her eyes distant. Maria, her maid, hurried out of the house to greet her."Miss Casey, welcome home," Maria said warmly, though her eyes held concern. "Are you okay? You look so pale."Casey forced a small smile and nodded. "Iâm fine, Maria. Just tired."Maria looked unconvinced but didnât press further. "Come inside, Miss Casey. Iâll make you some tea to help you relax."Casey followed Maria into the house, her mind still racing. As soon as she stepped inside, the familiar surroundings offered little c
The courtroom was packed the next morning. Every seat was occupied, and the room hummed with whispers and muffled conversations.Reporters lined the back wall, their cameras ready to capture every moment of the high-profile case. At the center of it all was Franklin Miles and his team, determined to reclaim Miles' Empire and bring justice to those who had tried to destroy it.Ashley in front of their legal table, her briefcase resting neatly beside her. She adjusted her blazer and took a deep breath, glancing at Franklin, who gave her a nod of encouragement. She was nervous but also ready to fight. This wasnât just about saving the company; it was about protecting everything her team had worked for.Bill Ford sat on the other side of the courtroom with his lawyer. His face was stony, but his eyes darted around the room, betraying his unease. Beside him were Prof. Arjun, Ivan, Viktor, Igor, and the Insider, all looking equally tense. The charges against them were serious, and they knew
In the evening Franklin stood outside the large warehouse. The cold air stung his face, but he didnât 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. âWeâve got the building surrounded. No way for them to escape,â he said in a low voice.Franklin nodded. âGood. Letâs move in.âWith 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. âWhat did you find out?â he asked.Conor crossed the room and stood beside Franklin, lowering his voice but still loud enough for everyone to hear. âThe Insider met Bill Ford. Theyâre working together, as we suspected. He gave Bill a full update. Told him weâre on to them, mentioned the CCTV footage and the fingerprints.âFranklinâs brows furrowed. âDid they say anything about their next action?âConor nodded, his jaw tightening. âBill Ford is angry, but heâs not giving up. Heâs planning to cover his tracks, maybe destroy the evidence we have against them. Heâs 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.âIâve made a decision,â he said quietly, his voice carrying an undercurrent of urgency. âWeâre locking down the building. I want everyone out. No one gets in or out until weâve figured this out. We canât afford to take any more chances. If weâre going to settle this, we need complete control.âVera, always the first to act when things got serious, nodded immediately. âUnderstood. Iâll see to that. details. Everyone will be escorted out, and weâll make sure the perimeter is secure.âDeborah didnât 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 Insiderâs 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.âI donât know how they found out,â the Insider was saying. âBut the son of Mr. Miles is back. He knows about the plan and they have footage and fingerprints of all of us. Iâm on my
The Insider stood at the center of everyoneâs 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.âI donât know who this person youâre talking about is,â the Insider said, his voice steady but with a hint of defensiveness. âYouâve got the wrong man. Iâm Paul. I work in logistics. Check with my teamâtheyâll tell you.âFranklin 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. âPaul, huh? If youâre so innocent, then how do you explain the fingerprints on the server equipment? They match yours.âThe Insider shrugged, trying to look unconcerned. âItâs 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. Itâs 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. âThanks for coming, everyone. We donât have much time, so letâs get straight to it.âConor placed the black case on the table and unlocked it, pulling out a small stack of papers and a flash drive.âWeâve 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 didnât 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 Franklinâs 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. âGentlemen,â he said, his voice calm yet piercing, âitâs clear we have a serious issue here. Investors like me donât appreciate seeing their money vanish into thin air.âLee leaned forward, his face pale. âI didnâ
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 wasnât 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.âMr. Ford, your convoy is ready,â the assistant said.Bill nodded and grabbed his briefcase. âLetâs not waste time. Today, we will finish what we started.âDownstairs, 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.âWeâre ready when you are,â Viktor said.Bill looked at them, his lips curling into a small smile. âThis is going to be q