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The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY
Richmond Wright paced back and forth in his small apartment. His phone was clenched tightly in his hand, and his mind raced with thoughts about the promise he made to Big Joe. He knew he needed help, and there was only one person he trusted enough to turn to: Casey Ford.With a tenacious sigh, he opened his phone and dialed her number. The line rang a few times before Casey picked up.“Richmond,” her voice came through, calm but with a hint of curiosity. “What’s going on? It’s late.”“I need your help, Casey,” Richmond said, his tone low but firm. “It’s about my guy Big Joe. He’s stuck in prison, and I can’t leave him there. He’s…he’s family, you know? I need him out.”Casey sat on her bed, her brow furrowed as she listened. “Richmond, you know that’s not an easy thing to ask. What exactly are you expecting me to do?”“You’ve got connections,” Richmond said quickly. “Your dad—Bill Ford—he’s got influence. He knows people who can make this happen.”Casey’s expression hardened. “You wan
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE
The day finally came and Franklin found himself standing outside one of the grand mansions belonging to his father, his heart thudding like a heavy drum.The cold wind brushed against his face, but it wasn’t the weather making him hesitate. It was the thought of seeing his father after all this time. He hadn’t spoken to Mr. Miles in weeks. Not since…well, since everything had started going downhill.Conor gave him a nudge. “Go on, boss. He’s waiting inside. You’ve got this.”Franklin glanced at him, unsure. “What if he’s mad? What if—”“Stop thinking so much,” Conor cut in, his voice firm but kind. “You’re here now. That’s what matters. Just talk to him.”Taking a deep breath, Franklin finally stepped toward the door. He rang the bell, and within seconds, a butler answered.“Mr. Franklin,” the man said with a polite nod. “Your father is in the living room. Shall I show you the way?”Franklin shook his head. “I know where it is, thanks.”He walked through the familiar halls, memories f
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO
In the family living room, Daisy occupied one of the couches trying to keep her mind busy. The soft hum of the television filled the room, but she wasn’t watching it. She stared at the floor instead, picking at a loose thread on her sweater. Her stomach felt heavy, not just from the baby but from the large amount of food she’d been consuming lately. Doctors advice!The sound of footsteps came through the hall. Daisy looked up as her father, Bernard, walked in. His face was hard, his eyebrows drawn tight. He wasn’t smiling, and that made Daisy feel agitated in her seat.“We need to talk,” Bernard said, his voice low but sharp.Daisy shifted uneasily. “About what?”Bernard folded his arms and stood in front of her. “Don’t play ignorant with me, Daisy. You know what this is about.”“I don’t,” Daisy mumbled, trying to avoid his gaze.“You and your mother,” Bernard said, his tone rising. “You’ve been scheming again, haven’t you? Lying to Franklin? Pretending this baby is his so you can emb
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE
The Insider adjusted his tie in the murky reflection of the elevator doors. Dressed in a navy blue suit and carrying a shabbyleather briefcase, he blended in perfectly with the Miles Empire employees moving through the building. No one looked twice at him as he walked with purpose, heading straight for Mr. Thayers office.Inside the office, Thayer sat at his large oak desk, skimming through some papers while sipping on his coffee. His phone buzzed incessantly, but he ignored it, too focused on preparing for the upcoming board meeting.A light knock came at the door, pulling him from his thoughts. “Come in,” he called, barely looking up.The door opened, and the Insider stepped in, closing it quietly behind him. His movements were smooth, calculated. He smiled politely, though it didn’t reach his eyes.“Mr. Thayer,” the Insider began, his voice calm and steady. “I have some urgent documents for you to review before the board meeting.”Thayer squinted at him, trying to place the face. T
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR
Richmond pushed open the door to the bar, the soft hum of chatter and the clinking of glasses filling the air.He stepped inside, his sharp eyes scanning the room. Casey followed closely behind him, her arms crossed and her expression unsure.“Is this really the place?” Casey asked, her voice low as she looked around.The bar wasn’t fancy, but it wasn’t a dive either. It had a certain rugged charm, with old wooden tables, faded posters on the walls, and a bartender wiping glasses behind the counter.Richmond smirked, adjusting his jacket as he moved toward a table near the back. “Yeah, this is it. Big Joe’s waiting for us. Relax, Casey. You’ll like him once you get to know him more.”Casey rolled her eyes but followed Richmond, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor. “I’m not sure bonding with an ex-convict over drinks is my idea of a good time,” she muttered.Richmond turned and shot her a teasing grin. “He’s not just anyone, Casey. Big Joe’s family. You’ll see.”At the b
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE
The house felt unusually quiet that afternoon, except for the faint sound of Jack’s video game coming from the living room.Sophie had been pacing back and forth in her room, her mind buzzing with questions she didn’t want to ignore anymore. The heated argument she overheard between their parents yesterday kept replaying in her head.She finally decided she couldn’t keep quiet. With a deep breath, she marched to Daisy’s room and knocked on the door.“Come in,” Daisy’s voice called out, sounding tired.Sophie opened the door and stepped inside. Daisy was sitting on her bed, flipping through a magazine. Her long hair was tied up messily, and there was an open bag of chips next to her. She looked up at Sophie with raised eyebrows.“What’s up?” Daisy asked casually, though her tone was a little guarded.Sophie closed the door behind her and crossed her arms. “I need to talk to you.”Daisy groaned, tossing the magazine aside. “Can’t it wait? I’m trying to relax here.”“No,” Sophie said fir
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SIX
Lee adjusted his glasses, staring at the papers spread across the long, polished boardroom table. His face was tense, his fingers hitting lightly against the table’s edge.The numbers didn’t make sense, and the more he looked at them, the more confused and frustrated he became.Reynold sat across from him, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. His expression was equally grim.“This can’t be right,” Lee muttered, shaking his head. He tapped the paper with his pen, circling a specific number. “There’s a hole here. A big one. Funds have been siphoned off somehow. Do you see this?”Reynold leaned forward, grabbing the papers from Lee’s hand. His sharp eyes scanned the lines of data. “Yeah, I see it,” he said flatly, slamming the papers back onto the table. “But what I don’t see is how it happened. And who made it happen.”Lee frowned. “That’s the real question, isn’t it?” He let out a sigh and sat back in his chair, rubbing his temples. “This isn’t a mistake. Someone’s stealing
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN
The sun was shining bright in the clear blue sky, and the waves crashed gently against the shore. Franklin parked the car on the sandy lot, pulling the keys from the ignition. He leaned back for a second, looking at the ocean through the windshield. It had been a long time since he felt like this—calm, almost peaceful.Conor opened the passenger door and stepped out, stretching his arms wide. “Man, this is perfect! You sure know how to pick a spot, Franklin.”Franklin smiled faintly as he grabbed a beach towel from the backseat. “Yeah, well, I figured we both needed a break. Things have been…a bit much lately.”“A bit?” Conor snorted. “That’s putting it lightly.” He slammed the car door shut and followed Franklin onto the sand.The beach wasn’t too crowded. A few families were playing in the water, some couples strolled along the shore, and a group of kids built sandcastles a little further down. Franklin took a deep breath, the salty sea air filling his lungs. It felt good—like the t
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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
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. It’s 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. “Thanks for coming, everyone. We don’t have much time, so let’s get straight to it.”Conor placed the black case on the table and unlocked it, pulling out a small stack of papers and a flash drive.“We’ve gathered enough proof to
