Meanwhile, at Mercy Care Clinic Daisy Bernard was still sitting in the sterile, white-walled office of Dr. Collins Stephen, feeling a mix of disbelief and fear.The doctor had just confirmed her worst suspicion—she was pregnant.She struggled to process the reality of the situation.To make matters worse, Richmond Wright had broken up with her just a few hours ago, and now she was carrying his child.Dr. Stephen had been kind and professional, explaining the options and next steps she could take. But Daisy barely heard him. Her mind was racing, thoughts tumbling over one another.How could this have happened? And more importantly, what was she going to do now?After leaving Mercy Care Clinic, Daisy Bernard felt overwhelmed. The news of her pregnancy was still sinking in, and she couldn't face going home. She didn't want to deal with her family right now; she knew they'd be worried and possibly judgmental. Instead, she decided to visit her friends, Emily and Jessica, at their apartment
Richmond took a deep breath and smiled at Casey. "Casey, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked her again, his voice full of hope.Casey felt her heart race. She had been waiting for this moment. "Yes, Richmond, I'd love to be your girlfriend," she replied with a smile.They hugged each other tightly, holding on as if they never wanted to let go. For a moment, the world seemed to stand still, and they felt like the only two people in it. It was their first date together even though it was unofficial, but still everything went perfect.But then, the door to the presidential suite swung open, and Big Joe entered, catching them in their embrace. He quickly turned away, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," he stammered, trying to leave.Casey, noticing his discomfort, called out, "It's okay, Big Joe. You can stay."Richmond looked at Big Joe, annoyed. "Why didn't you knock before coming in?" he asked.Big Joe cleared his throat. "I apologize, boss. I came with urgent news."
The previous night, Franklin had instructed his secretary, Vera, to ensure that his uncle, Mr. Stephen, did not lift the ban on their partnership deal with other companies.Vera had already been devising a plan to follow through on Franklin's request.Mr. Stephen had asked Vera to draft a memo to the board, proposing a temporary lift of the policy restricting partnerships with outside companies and online influencers.This memo would be crucial in influencing the board's decision, so she decided to take a strategic approach. Her plan was to subtly emphasize the potential risks and drawbacks of lifting the ban, while still appearing to present the request fairly.Vera intended to include data and case studies that highlighted past instances where similar moves had backfired, leading to financial losses and damage to the company's reputation. Additionally, she planned to suggest that a thorough market analysis be conducted before making any decisions, buying Franklin more time to addres
After the failed attempts at a conference call with the potential ex-partners of Miles Empire. Mr. Russell and Ms. Deborah knew that only a face-to-face meeting could address the concerns and restore trust of their partnership.Thus, they arranged a physical meeting with all their partners at a prestigious location, The Regency Hotel, known for its world-class conference facilities and comfortable environment.Mr. Russell and Ms. Deborah departed for the meeting. In the car, they reviewed the agenda and prepared their talking points. Both knew this meeting was important for the future of Miles Empire and their partners.Mr. Russell glanced over at Ms. Deborah, who was flipping through a file. "We need to be prepared for anything. These companies are furious, and rightfully so," he said, breaking the silence.Ms. Deborah nodded. "We have to be transparent and show them we are committed to resolving these issues. Our responses need to be both sincere and actionable."As they approached
Mr. Russell responded calmly, "We assure you that our CEO is fully engaged and aware of the situation. He's addressing another critical matter for the company, but he has entrusted us with full authority to resolve these issues. Our goal today is to find a mutually beneficial solution."Dr. Hazel from Horizon Pharmaceuticals spoke up again, "What we're looking for is not just words but action. We need concrete assurances that our partnerships will be honored and that we'll be compensated for the losses we've suffered."Mr. Lee from Quantum Solutions, still visibly stressed, added, "And we need these assurances quickly. Time is of the essence, especially for companies like ours that are facing bankruptcy."Ms. Deborah took a deep breath and addressed the group. "We understand your frustration and the urgency of the situation. To address your concerns, we propose the following plans.”Ms. Deborah began to read from the agenda.“1. Compensation for Immediate Losses: We will work with eac
Daisy was agape when she spotted Franklin comfortably seated and watching TV in the CEO suite. Her emotions were a whirlwind of surprise and confusion.Franklin was the last person she expected to see there. She was flustered and struggled to find the right words to say to him. Could Franklin be the new CEO of the Golden Gate Hotel?She remembered the last time she was here with Richmond, it was said that they had sold off this place, but who could it be?On the other hand, Franklin was equally shocked to see Daisy there. More importantly, he was shocked at how she had managed to bypass security and enter the suite. This made him think that the security wasn't tight enough, and he needed to do something about it.Their eyes locked, and for a moment, there was a tense silence. Finally, Franklin spoke, breaking the ice."Daisy? What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice a mix of surprise and irritation.Daisy, still flustered, tried to gather her thoughts. "I... I could ask you the s
Daisy arrived home feeling utterly defeated. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to understand why everything was falling apart for her.Just when she thought she’d found a better path after breaking up with Franklin, Richmond had broken up with her and to add salt to her wounds she's pregnant with Richmond's child.On top of all that, Franklin, her ex-boyfriend, had suddenly become the CEO of Golden Gate Hotel.Life, it seemed, had turned exceptionally cruel.She made her way to the fridge, hoping a drink would help her forget her troubles. She had just started on her third glass when her mother, Mrs. Amber, came in."Daisy?" Mrs. Amber called out, her face etched with worry as she saw Daisy. Noticing Daisy’s silence, she hurried over. "What’s going on? Why are you drinking alone at this hour?"Daisy’s voice wavered. "Mom, everything is going wrong. One moment, my future seemed bright, and the next, it’s all a mess."Mrs. Amber looked concerned. "What do you mean? What happe
Daisy arrived home feeling utterly defeated. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to understand why everything was falling apart for her.Just when she thought she’d found a better path after breaking up with Franklin, Richmond had broken up with her and to add salt to her wounds she's pregnant with Richmond's child.On top of all that, Franklin, her ex-boyfriend, had suddenly become the CEO of Golden Gate Hotel.Life, it seemed, had turned exceptionally cruel.She made her way to the fridge, hoping a drink would help her forget her troubles. She had just started on her third glass when her mother, Mrs. Amber, came in."Daisy?" Mrs. Amber called out, her face etched with worry as she saw Daisy. Noticing Daisy’s silence, she hurried over. "What’s going on? Why are you drinking alone at this hour?"Daisy’s voice wavered. "Mom, everything is going wrong. One moment, my future seemed bright, and the next, it’s all a mess."Mrs. Amber looked concerned. "What do you mean? What happe
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
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
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
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
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
The executives sat frozen, each man consumed by anger or fear. Papers lay scattered across the table, evidence of the evil scheme Bill had stirred. He stood at the head of the table, his presence commanding, his eyes scanning the room like a hawk.Franklin Miles, seated in a secret room around the corner, watched everything unfold with a tight jaw. Something about the whole ordeal didn’t sit right with him, but he kept his expression neutral. He glanced at Conor, who was standing by the wall with his arms crossed. The two exchanged a subtle look before Franklin’s gaze returned to the table. He had other plans to figure out what was really going on, and those plans required patience.Bill tapped the table lightly with his fingers, the sound breaking the uncomfortable silence. “Gentlemen,” he said, his voice calm yet piercing, “it’s clear we have a serious issue here. Investors like me don’t appreciate seeing their money vanish into thin air.”Lee leaned forward, his face pale. “I didn’
The morning sun shone brightly over the grand headquarters of Bill Enterprises. It was a day of high pressure, as Bill Ford and his entourage were finally visiting the Miles Empire. This wasn’t just a casual meeting. Bill had been well articulated about his evil scheme with the way Miles Empire handled investor money, and today he planned to address it.Bill stood in front of his mirror, adjusting his tie. He was wearing a sharp black suit, his expression calm but cold.His assistant knocked on the door.“Mr. Ford, your convoy is ready,” the assistant said.Bill nodded and grabbed his briefcase. “Let’s not waste time. Today, we will finish what we started.”Downstairs, the convoy waited. His entourage, including Professor Arjun, Ivan, Viktor, and Igor, stood by their separate car. Each of them wore a similar grim expression and had their own different role to play.“We’re ready when you are,” Viktor said.Bill looked at them, his lips curling into a small smile. “This is going to be q
Franklin sat at his desk, staring at the laptop in front of him. His office was quiet, but his mind wasn’t. The things Jake had told him about Daisy’s plan and now his worries about Miles' Empire wouldn’t let him rest. He ran his hand through his hair, leaned back in his chair, and picked up his phone. It was time to act.“Conor, come to my office,” Franklin said after Conor picked up.A few minutes later, Conor entered. He was dressed casually but moved with the ease of someone always on guard. “What’s up, boss?” he asked, sitting down.Franklin leaned forward. “We have a problem. I installed surveillance cameras in critical areas of the headquarters—quietly, without anyone knowing. I need you and Mr. Hughes to check if they’re working properly. Don’t let anyone suspect what you’re doing. I have a feeling something's going on.”Conor nodded, his brows furrowed. “You think someone’s trying to mess with things there?”“I do,” Franklin said. “And I want proof before we act. These camera
Daisy pushed the door open and stepped into her apartment, kicking off her shoes by the entrance. The place was quiet, but not the comforting kind of quiet. It felt tense, like the walls were holding their breath. She dropped her bag on the couch and ran a hand through her hair.“Sophia?” she called out, her voice echoing in the stillness.“In here,” Sophia’s voice came from the kitchen.Daisy followed the sound, her steps slow and careful. When she got to the kitchen, Sophia was leaning against the counter, arms crossed, her face tight with frustration. A cup of tea sat untouched in front of her.“Hey,” Daisy said, trying to sound cheerful, though her stomach twisted at the sight of Sophia’s expression. “What’s with the look? Did something happen?”Sophia’s eyes narrowed. “You tell me, Daisy.”Daisy froze for a second, her mind racing. “What do you mean? Did… did something happen with you and Jake?”Sophia let out a short laugh, but there was no humor in it. “Oh, yeah. Jake happened.