Franklin was calm but resolute.The auditorium fell into a stunned silence as the bank representative's voice confirmed that Franklin is innocent. "The account was temporarily deactivated by Mr. Franklin, but the money is still there. The account is now reactivated, and the balance remains intact."The administrators exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from suspicion to contemplation. The head administrator, Dr. Robertson, cleared his throat and addressed the crowd. "It seems we have received clear evidence regarding the joint account issue. Franklin did not steal any money."The students began to murmur among themselves. Some looked shocked, while others seemed relieved. A few still wore skeptical expressions. One student whispered to her friend, "I can't believe it. Daisy's been lying this whole time?"Daisy's face turned red as she stammered, "But... but he still deactivated the account without telling me!"Dr. Robertson raised his hand to quiet the room. "Miss Daisy, Mr.
After Casey Ford and Mr. Gerald made their accusations against Franklin.The students, administrators, and Daisy watched with bated breath, waiting to see how Franklin would respond.Dr. Robertson, the head administrator, cleared his throat and addressed Casey and Mr. Gerald. "This is a serious accusation. We need to handle this matter with the utmost care. Ms. Ford, Mr. Gerald, please present your evidence."Mr. Gerald stepped forward, holding up the thick folder. "We have documents here that suggest that Franklin used unauthorized means to pass his examination, including the original exam results of Franklin, as well as the fake ones.”The students began murmuring among themselves, their whispers growing louder. Some were shocked, others skeptical.One student leaned over to her friend and whispered, "Do you think it's true? Franklin doesn't seem like the type to cheat."Another student shook his head, "I don't know. This is getting out of hand. First, the thing with Daisy, and now
The auditorium fell silent again as Franklin gestured toward Conor, who was seated near the back of the auditorium.Conor stood up and approached the front, carrying a briefcase. He handed it to Franklin, who opened it and pulled out a stack of files.Franklin turned to face the administrators and the students. "These documents include pictures and proof that Casey Ford and Mr. Gerald here tried to frame me for examination malpractice. Additionally, we have evidence of communication between Casey Ford and Mr. Gerald discussing plans to frame me."Gasps echoed through the room as Franklin held up the documents. Dr. Robertson's eyes widened, and he exchanged a shocked look with the other administrators. He motioned for Franklin to hand over the papers, which Franklin did.Dr. Robertson and the other administrators examined the documents.Casey Ford's face turned pale. She glanced at Mr. Gerald with a question expression. He seemed equally uncomfortable.The students watched the unfoldin
The whole students watched as Casey Ford was being escorted out of the auditorium by her bodyguard. The place gradually fell into an uneasy silence.Mr. Gerald was left standing alone at the front, looking visibly shaken. His face had lost its color, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He glanced nervously at the administrators, who were now looking at him with stern expressions.Dr. Robertson cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Mr. Gerald, the evidence provided by Franklin, along with your own unsubstantiated claims, leaves us with no choice but to address your misconduct. This institution upholds integrity and honesty above all else, and it seems you have violated these principles."Mr. Gerald tried to defend himself. "Dr. Robertson, please, there must be some misunderstanding. I... I was only trying to protect the integrity of our examination process. I never intended for things to escalate like this."Mrs. Johnson stepped forward. "Mr. Gerald, it's clear that you con
Casey Ford was still in a state of anger and humiliation as she left the environment of Blue Hill College.Her private security quickly ushered her into a waiting black limo car. The ride was quiet for a few minutes.On the way to the private hangar, one of her security, Alec, turned to her. "Miss Ford, we've arranged for a private flight to take you back home. The plane will be ready for takeoff in an hour."Casey nodded, her eyes distant. "Thank you, Alec."Alec hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Miss Ford, if there's anything you need, or anyone you want us to handle, just let us know. We're here for you."Casey looked at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You mean, if I want to deal with anyone who crossed me back there?"Alec nodded, trying to gauge her mood. "Yes, ma'am. We can take care of any... business you need us to."Casey sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I'm so angry, Alec. They all turned against me. Those administrators, the students... Franklin hum
Daisy Bernard arrived home from Blue Hill College feeling a deep sense of sorrow and worry. The day's events had left her shaken, and now, to make matters worse, she hadn't heard from her boyfriend, Richmond Wright, for several hours. She tried calling him multiple times, but there was no answer. With each call that went unanswered, her anxiety grew. She couldn't understand why he wasn't picking up or at least texting her back.And now, the call wasn't even going through.Sitting on her bed, Daisy felt a wave of despair wash over her. She had already faced public humiliation today, and now the silence from Richmond was making everything worse. She buried her face in her hands, feeling tears welling up. Just as she was about to try calling him again, her phone rang. The screen displayed an unknown number.Hesitating for a moment, Daisy wiped her eyes and answered the call, her voice shaky. "Hello?"There was a brief pause before a familiar voice spoke, "Daisy, it's Richmond."Her heart
After Richmond Wright disconnected the call with Daisy, he leaned back in his luxurious suite at the Silver Sand Hotel.He had made up his mind to move on from Daisy and focus on Casey Ford. He wanted to make sure she had the best experience in his hotel.After making this decision, Richmond reached out to his hotel manager, James, to make the necessary arrangements for his upcoming guest."James, I need you to prepare everything for an important visitor," Richmond instructed. "Make sure it's perfect. I want this place to be a memorable experience for her."James, who is always eager to please his boss and the hotel's wealthy clientele, listened attentively. "Of course, Mr. Wright. We'll make sure everything is taken care of. Could you please provide me with specific instructions on what you'd like us to arrange?"Richmond considered for a moment, then began outlining his requirements. "First, I want the Presidential Suite prepared. It should be immaculate and stocked with the finest
Franklin and Conor drove towards the Golden Gate Hotel, now rebranded as Empire State Hotel.The decision for Franklin to buy this hotel had been impulsive, fueled by the betrayal he felt when he discovered Daisy cheating on him with Richmond Wright.It was the same day he had come to the hotel to deliver food, only to stumble upon the devastating scene.In a fit of anger and heartbreak, he decided to purchase the hotel under his family name.Franklin had planned to officially open the hotel tomorrow, which was one of the key reasons he came to check on the final preparations and ensure everything was in order.They pulled up to the entrance, the new staff were bustling about, putting the final touches on the preparations for tomorrow's evening event.Conor parked the car and got out, opening the door for Franklin. "Here we are, sir." Franklin stepped out of the car and took a deep breath. "Just a few days ago, this place was the scene of one of the worst days of my life."They walke
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.