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The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-EIGHT
Franklin was in his new home office, surrounded by piles of documents. His new company was finally taking shape, but the process of setting it up had been exhausting.He spent long hours reviewing files, making calls, and meeting with potential clients and partners. It left little time for anything else, let alone paying attention to what Daisy was doing.Meanwhile, Daisy was curled up on the living room couch, her phone in hand. A smile lit up her face as she typed a message to Oliver Hayes. They had been chatting secretly for weeks, and their conversations were the only thing keeping her spirits up.Daisy: Hey, are we still on for tomorrow?The reply came almost immediately.Oliver: Of course. I canât wait to see you. Same spot as last time?She bit her lip, trying to contain her excitement.Daisy: Yes. Iâll find an excuse to step out. Youâre not backing out, are you?Oliver: Never. Youâve been on my mind all day.Daisyâs cheeks flushed as she quickly deleted the messages, making su
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHANGE ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-NINE
âGood,â Daisy replied with a smile. âJust the usual.âFranklin watched Daisy closely as she walked in. Something about her felt⊠off. She looked too happy, too carefree, like she had just come back from a fun trip, not from running errands.âWelcome back,â he said, trying to sound normal.âThanks!â Daisy replied cheerfully, setting her bag down on the couch.Franklin didnât say much else. He just stood there, watching her. His gut told him something wasnât right, but he had no proof. Daisy wasnât careless. Whatever she was doing, she was covering her tracks well.âYou okay?â Daisy asked, tilting her head as she noticed his expression.âYeah,â Franklin said quickly, forcing a smile. âJust tired.ââYouâve been working too much. You need to rest,â she said sweetly, walking over and giving him a quick hug.Franklin stiffened for a second but then hugged her back. âYeah, maybe.âThe house was quiet, but his mind wasnât. He couldnât stop thinking about everything that had happened recently.
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY
The next morning, Franklin decided to break the news to his dad. Heâd been staring at his phone for over an hour, debating whether to make the call. He knew what his fatherâs reaction would be, but he couldnât keep this a secret forever.Taking a deep breath, he dialed the number.âFranklin,â his father answered after the second ring. âItâs been a while. Youâve finally decided to stop hiding?âFranklin ignored the jab. âI need to tell you something.âThere was a long pause on the other end. âGo on.âFranklin rubbed his temple, the words heavy in his throat. âDaisyâs pregnant.âSilence.âDad?ââAre you telling me,â his fatherâs voice came low and sharp, âthat the girl I explicitly told you to stay away from is now carrying your child?âFranklin felt his chest tighten. âYes.ââYou knew she was trouble, Franklin! I warned you about this girl from the start. And yet, here you are, proving me right again.âFranklin clenched his fist. âDad, Iâm handling it.ââHandling it?â his father barked
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE
Franklin sat alone at his desk, staring at the stack of papers in front of him. The files from his new startup company were all over the place. The numbers didnât make sense to him anymore. His head hurt, his heart felt heavy, and the room seemed quieter than usual. He rubbed his temples and leaned back in his chair, feeling lost.He picked up his phone and stared at it for a while. After hesitating, he scrolled to Mr. Hughesâ name and tapped it.The phone rang twice before Mr. Hughes answered, âFranklin, how are you doing?âFranklin paused, unsure of how to respond. âHonestly, not great. I feel like⊠I feel like Iâm drowning in all of this.ââWhatâs going on?â Mr. Hughes asked, his voice calm but concerned.Franklin sighed deeply. âThis new company⊠I donât know if Iâm doing the right thing. The numbers are all over the place. I donât even know if this will work out.ââYouâre trying to rebuild after everything thatâs happened. Thatâs a lot for anyone to handle,â Mr. Hughes said.Fran
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-TWO
Daisy sat on her bed, her phone in her hand, waiting for her momâs call. It was a later after noon, and Franklin had left with Conor for lunch, giving her the perfect time to update her mom on the situation.When her phone finally buzzed, Daisy quickly picked it up. âMom,â she said, trying to sound casual.âHowâs it going, Daisy?â Mrs. Bernardâs voice was smooth but with an edge of impatience. âDid Franklin eat today?âDaisy sighed, rubbing her forehead. âNo, Mom. Heâs been refusing to eat. I donât know whatâs going on with him. He wonât touch the food I make him. He says heâs not hungry, but I can tell heâs not himself. Heâs been acting all⊠off.â She paused, thinking. âIâm worried heâs going to get worse if he doesnât eat soon.âMrs. Bernardâs voice shifted slightly, a little more concerned. âWhat do you mean âoffâ?âDaisy leaned back on her bed. âHeâs just⊠distant. He barely says anything anymore. Heâs been so quiet. I tried to get him to eat, but he just pushes it away. Itâs like
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE
Mr. Miles was sitting in his big living room on vacation. The room was quiet except for the ticking clock on the wall. Papers were on his desk, but he wasnât looking at them. He was thinking about the company he lost to Bill Ford when his phone started buzzing. He picked it up and saw it was Conor calling.âHello?â Mr. Miles said in his deep, sharp voice.âSir, itâs me, Conor,â Conor said. He sounded worried, and Mr. Miles noticed right away. âI wanted to tell you something about Franklin.âMr. Miles frowned and leaned back in his chair. âWhat about him? Is he in trouble again?âConor took a deep breath. âNot exactly, sir, but Iâm concerned. Heâs not eating, heâs not sleeping. He looks so tired, and heâs acting strange. I think somethingâs wrong with him.âMr. Milesâ face tightened. His hand gripped the phone harder. âWhy isnât he eating? Whatâs wrong with him?ââI donât know, sir,â Conor said. âHeâs been quiet, staring at papers, but he doesnât seem focused. Itâs like heâs⊠slipping
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR
Ashley the lawyer of Franklin walked into a small cafĂ©. It smelled like warm bread and coffee. She looked around searching for someone until she spotted Vera sitting by the window.Vera waved and smiled. They had been in communication recently and had agreed on an appointment date to discuss legal issues concerning the Empire State Hotel. Ashley smiled back and walked over. She was holding her big brown bag with papers inside. âHi, Vera,â she said, pulling out a chair.âHi, Ashley,â Vera said. âThanks for meeting me. I ordered coffee for you. I hope you like it.ââThank you,â Ashley said, sitting down. âI could use it. Itâs been a busy week.âA waiter brought two cups of coffee. Ashley wrapped her hands around her cup. âSo, letâs talk about the case,â she said.Vera nodded. âYes, we should. The Empire State Hotel is such a mess. Franklinâs been through a lot, hasnât he?âAshley nodded. âHeâs trying his best, but the papers are everywhere. Iâm helping him sort them out. I think weâre
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE
Bill Ford sat in a big chair in his office. He tapped his fingers on the desk, waiting for Professor Arjun and Ivan to arrive. He had a big smile on his face. Today, they were going to make an important plan to take over Miles's Empire completely.The door opened, and Professor Arjun walked in, holding a folder. Ivan followed almost simultaneously.âGood, youâre both here,â Bill said, standing up. âWe have much to discuss. Sit down.âThey both sat. Ivan crossed his arms, while Arjun opened the folder.âSo, whatâs the plan, sir?â Ivan asked, looking at Bill.Bill leaned forward. His eyes were sharp. âThe next step is simple. We take Miles Empire for ourselves. Completely.âArjun nodded. âAnd how do we do that?âBill smirked. âFirst, we use our insider. Heâs done a great job so far. Sending fake emails, forging documents, pretending to be anyone. The board doesnât know who to trust anymore.âIvan chuckled. âThat insider of yours is clever. He can mimic anyone.âBill nodded proudly. âHeâ
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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR
The cafĂ© where Daisy and Richmond were finally meeting was quiet, the soft hum of conversations and clinking cups filling the air.Daisy sat at a corner table, her hands resting on her lap, fidgeting nervously. She had texted Richmond the day before, asking to meet. To her surprise, he had agreed, though she wasnât sure if it was out of guilt or curiosity.When Richmond walked in, Daisy spotted him immediately. He was wearing a leather jacket over a plain t-shirt, his usual smirk absent from his face. His steps were slow as he approached her table.âYou wanted to talk?â Richmond said, his voice calm but distant as he pulled out a chair and sat down.Daisy nodded, her throat itching. She had rehearsed what she wanted to say a hundred times, but now that he was here, the words felt jumbled. âYes. Thank you for coming.âRichmond leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. âWhatâs this about, Daisy? I donât have all day.âHer hands gripped the edge of the table as she took a deep breath.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THREE
Jake walked into Franklinâs office earlier that day, holding a small USB drive tightly in his hand. Franklin had been sitting behind his desk, reviewing documents, but when he saw Jake, he set the papers down and leaned forward.âJake,â Franklin said, his voice calm but curious.Jake hesitated, his fingers fidgeting with the drive. âI⊠I couldnât keep this anymore. I had to come and show it to you.â He placed the USB on the desk, sliding it toward Franklin.Franklin picked it up, examining it. âWhat exactly is in this?ââRecordings,â Jake said, his voice low. âRecordings of Daisy and my mom. She⊠sheâs the one who planned everything. She told Daisy to trap you, to use the baby as a way to control you.âFor a moment, Franklin didnât move. He just stared at Jake, his jaw tightening. âYouâre serious?âJake nodded. âI swear. I found the recorded conversations. I didnât know if I should tell you at first, but I couldnât live with it anymore.âFranklin looked at him for a long time before s
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWO
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
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED
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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-NINE
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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-EIGHT
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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-SEVEN
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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-SIX
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
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-FIVE
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
