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The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-TWO
Franklin sat at his desk, staring at the laptop in front of him. His office was quiet, but his mind wasnât. The things Jake had told him about Daisyâs plan and now his worries about Miles' Empire wouldnât 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.âConor, come to my office,â 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. âWhatâs up, boss?â he asked, sitting down.Franklin leaned forward. âWe have a problem. I installed surveillance cameras in critical areas of the headquartersâquietly, without anyone knowing. I need you and Mr. Hughes to check if theyâre working properly. Donât let anyone suspect what youâre doing. I have a feeling something's going on.âConor nodded, his brows furrowed. âYou think someoneâs trying to mess with things there?ââI do,â Franklin said. âAnd I want proof before we act. These camera
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-THREE
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
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-FOUR
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 Return Of Franklin Miles   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
The Return Of Franklin Miles   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
The Return Of Franklin Miles   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
The Return Of Franklin Miles   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
The Return Of Franklin Miles   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
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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR
The boardroom of Miles Empire was filled with tension. The long table in the center of the room was surrounded by executives, some whispering among themselves, others sitting in stiff silence.The news of Franklin Milesâ return had traveled fast, and everyone was eager to see what would happen next.The double doors opened, and Franklin walked in, his steps firm and his expression serious. He wore a dark suit that made him look both confident and in control. Behind him were Deborah, Vera, Mr. Russell, and Mr. Stephen. They followed closely, their faces calm but focused.Franklin didnât waste time. He walked straight to the head of the table and stood tall, placing his hands on the surface as he looked around the room. His eyes scanned each person, taking in their reactions.âGood afternoon,â Franklin began, his voice clear and steady. âThank you all for coming. I know the last few weeks have been chaotic, to say the least. But today, things change. Today, I am officially announcing my
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR
The cafĂŠ 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