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The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN
Franklin Miles sat in one of the grand lounges of the Empire State Hotel, the soft hum of distant conversations and the faint clinking of glasses filling the air. The room, with its polished wooden accents and gleaming chandeliers, had become a familiar space to him over the past two weeks. The once-bustling corporate life he had known was now a memory, replaced by this more subdued, but no less challenging role of running a hotel that was transforming faster than he could have ever anticipated.Mr. Hughes walked in, carrying a thick stack of reports under his arm. Franklin noticed the way the older man moved—purposeful, steady, and always slightly hunched over, as though carrying the invisible weight of the hotel on his back. Hughes had been a pillar of reliability for Franklin, and it was thanks to his guidance that the hotel had started to thrive."Franklin," Hughes said, his tone carrying both respect and familiarity. He placed the stack of papers on the large oak table between th
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
In the cramped living room of their temporary apartment, Deborah Martyn paced back and forth, the soft thud of her footsteps the only sound cutting through the room. Her arms were crossed tightly, and her brow furrowed in frustration. It had been days since they had been forced out of Miles Empire, and the sting of that betrayal still burned deep inside her.“I cannot believe this,” Deborah muttered, shaking her head, her voice sharp with anger. “One minute, we’re in the boardroom, part of the future of the company, and the next—boom! We’re tossed out like old furniture, without so much as a decent explanation.”Vera Martyn, seated on the edge of the small couch, stared out of the window, watching the quiet street below. Her hands rested in her lap, fingers loosely intertwined. Unlike Deborah, her reaction had been quieter, more subdued. Yet, the weight of everything still hung heavily in the room.“They didn’t give us a choice,” Vera spoke softly, her words steady but tinged with sad
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN
Casey Ford sat across from her father, Bill, in the spacious dining room, the soft hum of distant traffic filtering in through the large windows. A stack of legal documents lay scattered across the polished wooden table between them, contracts, and deeds among them. The atmosphere between father and daughter felt a bit strained, a weight lingering over their conversation, though neither had addressed it directly.For weeks, Casey had been pestering her father about buying the Empire State Hotel. It had become almost an obsession, though Bill couldn’t quite figure out what had sparked her interest in such a massive, complicated purchase. Today, though, they were finally sitting down to discuss it."You’ve been awfully persistent about this hotel," Bill remarked, flipping through the papers with a measured look. "It’s not exactly a small investment, Casey. Hotels like these come with a lot of responsibility."Casey straightened up in her chair, her eyes bright with excitement. “I know,
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY
Bill Ford held his phone in one hand, staring at it for a moment before dialing Ivan, his most trusted loyalist. Casey, still buzzing from their conversation about the hotel, was lounging on the couch nearby, flipping through a magazine absentmindedly. The excitement on her face had yet to fade, her thoughts clearly preoccupied with the hotel and what it would mean for her.Bill's phone rang twice before Ivan’s gruff voice answered. “Mr. Ford?”“Ivan, I’ve got a job for you,” Bill started, his tone steady and firm. “I want you to meet with some representatives on my behalf. We’re looking to acquire the Empire State Hotel.”There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Ivan spoke again, his words slow and measured. “The Empire State Hotel? That's a pretty big target. You’re sure about this?”Bill glanced at Casey, who gave him a small smile, her eyes filled with that same bright excitement. “Yes, I’m sure. Casey’s been after this for a while now, and it’s time we make it
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE
Daisy Bernard was sitting on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the wall. Her body was tired, every little movement seemed to require extra effort. Her stomach twisted into knots, a familiar sensation these days, and the constant waves of nausea made her mood worse. She hadn’t told many people yet, but the signs were starting to show. She couldn’t ignore it anymore—there was a life growing inside her, and it terrified her.She ran a hand through her hair and exhaled slowly. The plan had felt airtight weeks ago, like a surefire way to ensure her and her babies future and security. But now? Now, the weight of it all felt unbearable. And Franklin... He had no clue what was coming.Her mother, Mrs. Bernard, entered the room, as she often did, without knocking. “How are you doing today?” she asked, though it sounded more like an inspection than a genuine question. She studied Daisy with an analytical eye, her lips tightening at the sight of her daughter’s pale face and slouched postur
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-TWO
The day was coming to an end as the black sedan carrying Vera Martyn and her sister Deborah pulled up to the entrance of the Empire State Hotel. The sisters had been discussing the upcoming work quietly on the ride over.Immediately they stepped out of the car, the warm lights of the hotel washed over them, and they took in the towering structure before them. Franklin Miles was standing at the entrance with Mr. Hughes, spotted them immediately and walked toward them with a welcoming smile.“Welcome, Vera, Deborah!” Franklin’s voice carried warmth, and there was a genuine friendliness in his expression. He stretched his hand toward them, offering a firm handshake to both sisters.Mr. Hughes stood beside him, watching carefully, a proud look on his face for how far the hotel had come despite recent events.“Thank you, Sir, Franklin,” Vera responded, her eyes scanning the details of the hotel’s facade. “The place is even more impressive in person.”Franklin chuckled softly. “I’m glad you
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THREE
Casey Ford arrived at Richmond’s place in the early evening, carrying a couple of bags with her. The house felt quiet, almost too quiet, except for the occasional sounds coming from the television inside.Richmond Wright had been under house arrest for a while now since after she got him released, and she had made it a habit to visit him whenever she could, always bringing something to make the time pass by more easily. Casey knocked lightly on the door, and after a few moments, Richmond opened it. He gave her a tired smile, clearly glad to see her."Hey, you," she said softly, holding up the bags. "I brought some stuff. Thought it might cheer you up."Richmond's smile widened a little as he stepped aside to let her in. "You didn’t have to, but I’m happy you did."Once inside, Casey placed the bags on the small table in the living room. There were flowers, some homemade food, and a few small gifts—things she thought would brighten his mood, even just a bit."So," Casey began as she p
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR
The meeting room was spacious and modern, with sleek furniture and large windows that allowed plenty of sunlight to flood in. Seated around the table were the new heads of Miles Empire—Mr. Thayer, Mr. Lee, Mr. Patel, and Mr. Reynolds—each reviewing documents and reports in front of them. The air in the room was heavy with an unspoken sense of purpose, as they prepared to discuss the future of the company they had taken over. They had worked hard to clean up the mess left behind by the previous leadership, and now was the time to assess their progress.Mr. Thayer, the eldest of the group, sat at the head of the table. He placed his papers down and adjusted his glasses, his eyes sweeping over his colleagues. “It’s been a long road,” he started, his voice calm but firm. “But we’re making strides. The damage from previous decisions hasn’t been easy to overcome, but I believe we’re turning a corner.”Mr. Lee nodded silently, taking in Thayer’s words. He leaned back in his chair, arms crosse
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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 Miles’ 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 didn’t 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.“Good afternoon,” Franklin began, his voice clear and steady. “Thank 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 café 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 wasn’t 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.“You wanted to talk?” 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. “Yes. Thank you for coming.”Richmond leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “What’s this about, Daisy? I don’t have all day.”Her hands gripped the edge of the table as she took a deep breath.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THREE
Jake walked into Franklin’s 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.“Jake,” Franklin said, his voice calm but curious.Jake hesitated, his fingers fidgeting with the drive. “I… I couldn’t keep this anymore. I had to come and show it to you.” He placed the USB on the desk, sliding it toward Franklin.Franklin picked it up, examining it. “What exactly is in this?”“Recordings,” Jake said, his voice low. “Recordings of Daisy and my mom. She… she’s the one who planned everything. She told Daisy to trap you, to use the baby as a way to control you.”For a moment, Franklin didn’t move. He just stared at Jake, his jaw tightening. “You’re serious?”Jake nodded. “I swear. I found the recorded conversations. I didn’t know if I should tell you at first, but I couldn’t live with it anymore.”Franklin 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 wasn’t 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 didn’t 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. “We’ve got the building surrounded. No way for them to escape,” he said in a low voice.Franklin nodded. “Good. Let’s move in.”With 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. “What did you find out?” he asked.Conor crossed the room and stood beside Franklin, lowering his voice but still loud enough for everyone to hear. “The Insider met Bill Ford. They’re working together, as we suspected. He gave Bill a full update. Told him we’re on to them, mentioned the CCTV footage and the fingerprints.”Franklin’s brows furrowed. “Did they say anything about their next action?”Conor nodded, his jaw tightening. “Bill Ford is angry, but he’s not giving up. He’s planning to cover his tracks, maybe destroy the evidence we have against them. He’s 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.“I’ve made a decision,” he said quietly, his voice carrying an undercurrent of urgency. “We’re locking down the building. I want everyone out. No one gets in or out until we’ve figured this out. We can’t afford to take any more chances. If we’re going to settle this, we need complete control.”Vera, always the first to act when things got serious, nodded immediately. “Understood. I’ll see to that. details. Everyone will be escorted out, and we’ll make sure the perimeter is secure.”Deborah didn’t 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 Insider’s 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.“I don’t know how they found out,” the Insider was saying. “But the son of Mr. Miles is back. He knows about the plan and they have footage and fingerprints of all of us. I’m on my
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-SIX
The Insider stood at the center of everyone’s 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.“I don’t know who this person you’re talking about is,” the Insider said, his voice steady but with a hint of defensiveness. “You’ve got the wrong man. I’m Paul. I work in logistics. Check with my team—they’ll tell you.”Franklin 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. “Paul, huh? If you’re so innocent, then how do you explain the fingerprints on the server equipment? They match yours.”The Insider shrugged, trying to look unconcerned. “It’s not uncommon to have similar fingerprints in large companies. Maybe someone
