Franklin who was sitting at the head of the table, his eyes darting back and forth, trying to process Daisy’s revelation.The room felt like it was frozen, every set of eyes glued on Daisy. The men exchanged tense glances, each one trying to read the others’ reactions, while Daisy’s face looked a mix of nerves and resolve.Franklin cleared his throat, his gaze steady on Daisy. “So, you’re saying… ummm I?” His tone held a quiet intensity, something simmering underneath his calm. He looked like he was trying to make sense of her words, almost like he didn’t believe it, or maybe hoped he’d misunderstood.Daisy gave a small shrug, looking down and then back up, meeting Franklin’s eyes with a kind of quiet strength. “Yeah… I mean, this isn't just about me alone or… you know. It’s about us,” she said slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re part of it too. And…” She glanced around at the others briefly, unsure, and then added, “I want you to take responsibility.”Viktor, scratched
In Franklin's suite Daisy took a steadying breath, trying to find the right words. “It happened… that night. When the hotel was under attack. We hid together, remember? We… didn’t plan it, but it just happened,” she said softly, her gaze dropping.Franklin rubbed his temples, clearly stressed. “You’re saying… that night…?” He looked around, as if trying to make sense of it all.Daisy’s expression softened, understanding his worry. She reached into her bag, pulling out a small paper and handing it to him. “Take a look. I wanted you to have proof.”Franklin took the paper, eyes scanning it as his face shifted, trying to process the reality in front of him.Franklin’s face looked stunned as he read over the paper Daisy handed him. His brows shot up, and he looked at her, wide-eyed. “You’re… pregnant?”“Yes!” Daisy replied, her voice louder than she meant.He shook his head, a tense smile forming. “Well, good for you,” he said coolly, handing the paper back. “Now, if you don’t mind, I was
Midway through his drive Franklin reconsidered his decision. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he stared at the glowing lights in the distance. He couldn’t go and drown his frustration in alcohol—it would only add fuel to the fire. The last thing he needed was for anyone to see him like that and spread stories that could damage his already crumbling reputation.Shaking his head, Franklin let out a long breath, silently urging himself to retreat. He turned the car around and drove back to the hotel, his thoughts racing. He needed someone to talk to, someone who wouldn’t judge him or make things worse.When he pulled into the hotel parking lot, the place was already getting isolated and he was sure Daisy was gone. Relief washed over him. At least he wouldn’t have to face the night alone.Franklin hurried to his suite, but before he could reach the door, Vera was already there, opening it.“Welcome back! I made your—” Her words were cut off as Franklin involuntarily leaned
Vera arched her brow. “What else?”“It’s the lady that visited this morning,” he admitted reluctantly.Vera’s expression hardened. She was tempted to ask why she visited him so early in the morning. Unless he had something going on with her, what other reason could there possibly be to bother about her sudden reappearance?“Are you in a relationship with her?” Vera asked bluntly, deciding it was better to get it out in the open than to speculate.“Relationship? No. Even if I wanted to, she makes it impossible to feel anything but frustration.”“Then what’s the issue? Why are you thinking about her?”Franklin hesitated, struggling to find the words. He had barely wrapped his head around what Daisy had told him, let alone figured out how to explain it to Vera.Vera’s patience began to waver as his silence dragged on. She folded her arms, ready to press him further, but he finally broke the tension.“She’s pregnant,” he blurted out.Vera froze, her mind racing as the words sank in. “Preg
The next day in Miles Empire, the boardroom was unusually bright that morning, sunlight pouring through the large windows. The executives of Miles Empire sat around the long table, each wearing expressions that ranged from cautious optimism to outright frustration.Mr. Patel was the first to break the silence. He tapped his fingers on the table, his gaze shifting between the documents in front of him. “Are we really going to do this? This deal feels more like selling our company than saving our company.”Mr. Reynolds adjusted his glasses, leaning back in his chair. “Do we have another option, Patel? We’ve been over this. Without this deal, Miles Empire won’t survive. We can’t afford to delay any longer.”Mr. Thayer straightened his tie, his voice calm but firm. “Reynolds is right. We need Bill Ford’s resources to rebuild our reputation and keep our investors from pulling out completely. It’s not ideal, but it’s necessary.”Patel shook his head, frustration evident on his face. “Necess
It was towards evening when Daisy stepped out of the luxurious car that Franklin had used to pick her up. Her mouth falling open as she stared at the grandeur of the Empire State Hotel. The towering building glittered under the city lights, its majestic design unlike anything she’d ever seen before.“Will I be living here with you?” she asked, her voice tinged with awe. “This place is incredible.”“Don’t get used to it,” Franklin replied curtly, his tone as dry as the evening air.As they approached the entrance, Vera was already waiting in the expansive lobby, dressed in an elegant yet casual outfit that made her seem effortlessly at home in the luxurious environment. Her face lit up when she spotted Franklin, and she walked over to greet him with a bright smile.“Mr. Franklin,” she greeted warmly, throwing her arms around him. Franklin didn’t hesitate to return the hug, his expression softening for the first time in days.Daisy clenched her fists subtly, forcing herself to look away
Towards the end of the day, Franklin made his way to the bar at the Empire State Hotel, scanning the room until his eyes landed on Conor seated in a quiet corner.The place wasn’t crowded, and soft jazz music played in the background. Conor, his loyal chauffeur, had a calm demeanor, a glass of whiskey resting untouched in front of him.Franklin approached the table. Conor noticed him and stood up slightly, nodding in respect before sitting back down.“Evening, boss,” Conor said, his voice steady.“Conor,” Franklin replied, pulling out a chair and taking a seat. A waiter approached, but Franklin waved him off. He wasn’t here for a drink—at least not yet. “I trust you handled the task I gave you?”Conor leaned forward, lowering his voice. “Of course. It wasn’t easy, though. Professor Arjun’s a cautious man, but I managed to plant the device during his meeting earlier today. He didn’t notice a thing.”Franklin’s expression remained unreadable, though a hint of relief flashed in his eyes
The next morning, Franklin woke up to his phone buzzing relentlessly. His heart sank as he glanced at the screen—it was flooded with notifications from employees, business partners, and even news outlets. Something was very wrong.He reached for the remote and turned on the news. The screen flickered to life, and what he saw made his blood run cold. A leaked video, already trending across the Internet, claimed that the Empire State Hotel had installed hidden cameras in its guest rooms. The footage showed a masked figure supposedly placing the devices, accompanied by an ominous voiceover accusing the hotel of violating guest privacy.The caption below the video read: “Empire State Hotel EXPOSED: Hidden Cameras Found in Luxury Suites.”Franklin barely had time to process the headline when Vera entered the room, her brows furrowed. She had been staying at the suite close to his for a while but hadn’t seen him this tense before.“What’s going on?” Vera asked, pausing when she saw his expr