"Suite 200.ââ Franklin Miles gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath.He was dressed in his gray pants and white shirt, delivery uniform as he walked into Golden Gate Hotel, looking for the suite where he had to deliver the food.He checked his pocket for the suite's number, he felt the ring in his left pocket and took it out. He looked at the ring with a mix of feelings, gently touching it as it sparkled in the light.He smiled, thinking about the romantic moment he planned with his girlfriend, Daisy Bernard. This ring was his engagement ring, and he was going to propose to Daisy after work today.He carefully put the ring back in his pocket and took out the card with the suite number written on it.Franklin knocked on the door, which opened to reveal a man in his early thirties."Hello, Sir," Franklin said, with a polite smile. "Your delivery is here.""Oh, excellent!" the man replied, his eyes twinkling. "But why don't you come inside? I have something I'd like to show you.
Daisy chuckled, "Regret? What's there to regret? I've got nothing to lose. Don't act like you're something special, Franklin. I know who you are, just a poor delivery guy! Now get out of here!" She taunted."This is why I said it'd be fun," Richmond laughed, "A naive poor guy thinks a pretty girl would stick with him for life." He jeered, "But he'd never know the good time I had with his girl while he was off delivering food, thinking she'd marry him. Your food's good, but your girl tastes better."Daisy playfully slapped Richmond's shoulder, "You're terrible!" Her voice sounded timid, but her actions spoke otherwise as she hugged him from behind.Richmond remarked, "I heard you've never slept with Daisy. Too bad bro, you'll never know how good she is in bed."Franklin felt his fists clench again and his teeth grit as irritation flooded him."Thinking of fighting him, delivery boy? Just leave. You'd be in trouble if you touched him. He's rich, you're poor, that's the difference!" Dais
The next morning, Franklin was roused from his sleep by the shrill sound of his alarm clock. It was time to start the day. But before he could get out of bed, he had to turn off that blasted alarm!Finally, he managed to silence the alarm and sat up in bed. As he stretched and yawned, he looked out the window and took in the morning view.It was a new day and there was much to be done. He had to go to his father's company to sign some papers and documents after which he would be introduced as the new CEO right away.He showered and went to his wardrobe, only to realize he had no other clothes besides his delivery uniform. "Oh well, I'm used to wearing this anyway," he smirked.He drove his delivery scooter to the Miles' Empire. The Miles Empire building was a towering structure, standing 130 stories tall and stretching high into the sky.Franklin parked his scooter in the company's parking lot where he saw lots of people walking around and going about their business in different attir
Franklin pushed the door open and was surprised to find Mr. Russell, the acting CEO, waiting for him in the office. He had been expecting Franklin's arrival.Walking inside, Franklin closed the door behind him and looked around with satisfaction. The office was furnished just the way he liked it â simple yet elegant.Mr. Russell noticed the pleased expression on Franklin's face and smiled, saying, âThis is the document, please sign in your signature."Nodding in agreement, Franklin accepted the documents handed to him by Mr. Russell. Sitting down, he carefully read through each line before confidently signing them with a smirk."Congratulations, young master. You're now the CEO of Miles Empire," Mr. Russell congratulated him."Thank you," Franklin replied gratefully.Reflecting on his previous attempts to convince Franklin to take over the company, Mr. Russell felt relieved that Franklin had finally agreed.He immediately sent an email to the management team, introducing Franklin as t
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 dreamin
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.GeschĂ€ftskredit 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