In his suite, Franklin’s morning started with a routine buzz of his phone. Glancing at the screen, he noticed a message: someone was waiting to see him. He squinted, scanning the message twice, as though he could squeeze out a clue about who might be seeking him. Who would be showing up, especially at this early hour? No one had reached out or scheduled anything; this was unusual.He found himself feeling a bit of curiosity mix with the morning calm. Pushing aside the odd feeling, he figured whoever was out there could wait a few minutes. He wouldn’t rush today. This was his routine—a quiet morning, a clear mind. So, Franklin strolled into the bathroom, taking his time to freshen up, letting the cool water wash away any lingering weariness.He glanced up at his reflection, letting himself settle into a calm determination. Today, his goal was clear: he’d work toward reclaiming Miles Empire, the company that had been his family’s legacy. It was one of those missions that fueled his days
Franklin entered the meeting room accompanied by Mr Hughes to meet with the unexpected business men. His expression was calm and his steps were steady.When they walked in, Franklin was shocked to see Professor Arjun and his crew coming to his hotel! He remembered the moment he had escaped from Casey Ford, and that strange device he had caught a glimpse of—something called "Necrosync." He’d pieced together that it was Arjun’s work, but he kept his face smooth, hiding any form recognition."Mr. Franklin!" Professor Arjun greeted him, standing with a polite smile. His team stood around him, each face serious, their expressions showing they were here for business.Franklin’s gaze drifted across them, recognizing them all as familiar players in the network of Bill Ford’s schemes. “Good to see you, all.” Franklin responded, keeping his expression relaxed, almost friendly. “And welcome to you all,” he continued, extending a hand towards Viktor and the rest.Viktor stretched and shook Frank
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