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The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT
When Franklin returned to the hotel after his drive, the protesters had gone with a warning to return the following day if nothing was done about it. He felt the simmering rage slowly give way to exhaustion. He slumped onto the couch in his suite, running a hand down his face. The protests, the leaked videos, the accusations—it was all too much. He needed help, and there was only one person he could think of calling.With a deep breath, he pulled out his phone and dialed his father, Mr. Miles.The line clicked after a few rings. “Franklin,” his father’s deep, familiar voice greeted. “What trouble have you managed to land yourself in this time?”Franklin sighed, the frustration clear in his tone. “I need your help, Dad.”There was a brief silence, then a low chuckle. “Help? Or cleanup? Just give me the name, and I’ll make whoever it is disappear.”The offer was tempting—far too tempting—but Franklin knew he couldn’t take the easy way out. Not this time.“It’s not that simple,” Franklin
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE
For his next move, a meeting was fixed the following day to address the issue at hand. Franklin was already sitting at the head of the long table in the hotel’s private conference room, his fingers drumming softly against the polished wood. This was one of the most important meetings Mr. Hughes had arranged for him—a chance to address the men leading the boycott against the Empire State Hotel. They were angry, and rightfully so, but Franklin has promised to set the record straight.The door opened, and six men filed in. Peter Grant, the most outspoken of the group, took the seat directly across from Franklin. Beside him were Tom Reaves, Marcus Dole, Eric Summers, Benjamin Carter, and Richard Vaughn. Their expressions were a mixture of suspicion and barely concealed frustration.Peter leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “Alright, Franklin’s, we’re here. What’s this all about? Another excuse to dodge the blame for what your hotel’s been doing?”Franklin stayed calm, his voice steady
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY
Instead of going to the hospital as she had mentioned earlier, Daisy decided to visit her mother to seek some advice.Daisy arrived at her mom’s house in the late morning, the weight of the situation with Franklin pressing heavily on her. Her mother, Mrs. Bernard, greeted her warmly, ushering her inside.“I wasn’t expecting you today,” Mrs. Bernard said, closing the door behind them. “How’s everything going with Franklin?”Daisy hesitated for a moment before answering. “It’s… complicated. He’s been nice lately, but I don’t think he’s doing it because he cares about me. I think he just feels guilty.”Mrs. Bernard waved her hand dismissively as they sat down on the couch. “Feelings can grow, Daisy. Guilt is just the starting point. You just need to make sure he spends enough time with you to see your worth.”“But, Mom,” Daisy said, fidgeting with her fingers, “what if he never sees me that way? What if he’s just doing this because of the baby?”Her mom leaned forward, her eyes narrowing
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-ONE
On her way back, Daisy ran into Oliver Hayes, an old boyfriend.Oliver waved her down with a warm smile. “Daisy Bernard! I didn’t expect to see you out and about.”Caught off guard but not wanting to seem rude, Daisy returned the smile. “Oliver! It’s been ages. How’ve you been?”“I’m doing alright. What about you? You look like you could use a good meal and some company. How about lunch?”Daisy hesitated. She wasn’t sure if this was a good idea, given everything going on with Franklin and the hotel, but Oliver was persistent. “Come on, it’s just lunch. I’m sure you’ve got plenty to catch me up on.”Relenting, Daisy agreed. “Alright, but only if you’re buying.”“Deal,” Oliver said with a chuckle, leading her to a small, quiet diner.They sat across from each other, and Oliver dove right into the conversation after the waiter left. “So, Daisy, I heard some rumors about you being back. Never thought I’d run into you like this.”“Well, I didn’t exactly plan on being here,” Daisy admitted.
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO
Inside one of the private lounges at the Empire State Hotel, Franklin sat at the head of a sleek glass table, his fingers drumming lightly against its edge. He glanced at the wall clock.Moments later, the door opened quietly, and Conor, Franklin’s butler, stepped in. Always composed, Conor carried a slim folder under one arm. Without waiting for instruction, he approached Franklin and placed the folder on the table.“Did you find anything?” Franklin asked, his voice calm but firm. “About the allegations about the CCTV footage”Conor gave a slight nod. “Yes, sir. This contains profiles on the individuals causing the most disruption. The key troublemakers are Robert Grant, Henry Collins, and Samuel Bates. They appear to be leading the protests against the hotel. The rest seem to be simply tagging along.”Franklin flipped the folder open, his eyes scanning the documents inside. Conor stated. “Based on initial findings, it seems the footage was doctored by someone outside the hotel. I’v
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE
Within three days, the culprits requested a meeting with Franklin at the Empire State Hotel. The three men sat stiffly around the polished conference table as Franklin entered the room with an air of calm confidence. He moved to a seat at the far end of the table, facing them directly.“Good of you to make time for us, Mr. Franklin,” Robert Grant began, his tone formal but strained.Franklin leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “I assumed it must be important if you called me here. What’s this about?”The men exchanged cautious glances, their unease palpable. Over the last few days, rumors and whispers had started to circulate, some tied to them and others to the recent upheaval involving the hotel. The tension in the room was unmistakable.“Well,” Henry Collins began hesitantly, “we thought it necessary to revisit the terms of your recent proposal.”“Revisit?” Franklin echoed, arching a brow. “That’s a change of heart. Not long ago, you all were quite adamant about not having
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR
Daisy walked into the suite, her confident smile faltering when her eyes landed on Franklin sitting silently in the living room. He didn’t look angry—just watchful, like he had been waiting for her.“You’re still awake?” she asked, setting her bag down by the door.“I could ask you the same thing,” he replied coolly, leaning forward slightly. “It’s late.”She hesitated, then moved closer. “I had a few things to take care of, Franklin. Nothing to worry about.”“I’d hope so,” he said, standing slowly. “Though I have to wonder what’s been keeping you out so often. Are these errands of yours really that urgent?”Her gaze flickered, but she forced a laugh. “You’re starting to sound like my mom. It’s nothing serious. I told you, I’ve been visiting her.”Franklin tilted his head, his expression unchanging. “That’s funny, because you never made mention of that to me.”Daisy’s face froze for a split second before she managed a response. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you ahead of time.”His voice wa
The Return Of Franklin Miles   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIVE
The moment Daisy got back to the hotel, she realized she had run out of her prescribed vitamins. Not wanting to bother anyone, she decided to go to the pharmacy herself. It was a quiet evening, and she hoped to get there and back without drawing attention.As she stepped out, pulling her jacket tighter against the cool breeze, a faint uneasiness settled in. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was following her. Glancing over her shoulder, she spotted a car moving slowly, its headlights dimmed but staying close enough to be suspicious.Her fingers trembled as she fumbled for her phone. She quickly texted Franklin:“Someone’s following me. I’m walking to the pharmacy near 7th Street. Can you come?”Franklin’s reply was immediate.“Stay where you are. Don’t move. I’ll be there.”Minutes felt like hours as Daisy stood near the pharmacy entrance, her heart pounding. When Franklin finally arrived, pulling up in his sleek black car, she let out a shaky breath. He got out quickly, his
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