After seeing the picture of Bill Ford, Franklin became very angry. He went to his room, deep in thought about Bill Ford. He wanted to know more about him. He picked up the phone and called Conor, the butler. "Conor, what do you know about Bill Ford?" he asked, adjusting his sitting position.Conor hesitated, his voice wary. "He’s not a good man, sir. He’s the CEO of Bill Enterprise and they're trying to destroy your family business," he replied cautiously.Franklin’s anger flared up again. "I know. But what else?" he demanded, his grip tightening on the phone.Conor thought for a moment. "He has a daughter. She works with him," he revealed slowly.Franklin was surprised. "Daughter? What’s her name?" he asked, intrigued.Conor replied slowly. "Her name... is Casey," he said, the hesitation clear in his voice.Franklin remembered Casey. She was the lady he met at VINTAGE Mall. He didn’t like her."What does she do?" Franklin asked Conor, his brow furrowing."She helps her father. She's
Daisy sat on the couch, looking at her phone. She saw a call from an unknown number.She felt scared. She concluded that it was Franklin who had been calling her.Richmond came into the room. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, noticing her distress.Daisy showed him the phone. This number. I think Franklin is calling me," she said, her voice trembling.Richmond became angry. "That good for nothing is no good. I'll protect you from him," he vowed, clenching his fists.Daisy nodded because she believed Richmond could protect her from Franklin.The next hour, Daisy tried to use her credit card in the grocery store, but it didn't work. She called the bank."Your card has been canceled, ma'am," the bank representative informed her.Daisy was confused. "Why? I don’t understand," she said.The bank representative explained, “We noticed illegal transactions involving your account. We canceled it until further notice."Daisy concluded Franklin had done it. He was trying to hurt her and had gone a
Deborah approached Vera, knowing she would find it difficult to believe her. She pointed to a mark on her forehead, saying, "I know you may not trust me, but look here," as she lowered her head. "This mark is from when you hit me with a stone on my forehead."Vera shook her head in disbelief. "That can't be true.""It is, Vera." The name sent chills down her spine.Overwhelmed with emotion, Vera embraced Deborah, and they held each other for what felt like an eternity.Sitting down, Deborah shared that she was now working as a manager at Miles’ Empire, a company owned by Mr. Miles is now managed by his son.Curious about Vera's work, she learned that Vera had been fired from her job at Vintage Mall that day.Vera then recounted their struggles and how difficult it had been to cope. Deborah couldn't help but cry, missing her mother deeply.Offering her support, Deborah mentioned a job opening for a receptionist at her company and assured Vera that she could help her secure the position
"Hello, Franklin." Mr Miles said over the phone.Franklin was shocked. He had not heard his father's voice for over 5 years now."Hi, dad!"They spoke for more than an hour, and Franklin pledged to return home."Goodnight.”Franklin began packing his belongings, preparing to return home the next day. After packing, he brought his snacks outdoors and stood along the shore. The moonlight had shone on the water, creating a gray and blue hue.The sound of the waves gave life to the serene night. He felt at peace, after speaking with his father. He knew he had failed him, but he was ready to return and make him proud.He sat on the bench, and thought of ways to make his company become the leading organization in the country. He needed to know his rivals-the company that was competing with him.He took out his phone, and dialed Mr Russell's number."Don't you know when is night, and when is day, you silly boy?" He grunted."Men don't sleep," Franklin muttered so low that his uncle could not
Inside the mall, the ladies were still in disbelief over what had just happened in front of them."What did you do to the man that made him give us such an amount of money?" one of them inquired from the receptionist. She was also the same lady who wanted to fit in and had claimed that Franklin was just a dirty delivery guy.Grinning, the receptionist turned to face her. "kindness! Look, you shouldn't treat someone like trash simply because they are poor. Just take a peek at you. You and them are the same. He is a delivery guy, and you are a cleaner. That is the only distinction. Naturally, under disguise."The other woman became enraged at the way she emphasized her final words. "But why would he disguise as a delivery guy?""Did you guys see the way he embarrassed that disrespectful lady? I hope she learns her lesson." Another person pointed out."Whatever! Get back to work now, else I will report all of you to the manager." The cashier threatened.The receptionist returned to her t
Franklin rode his scooter to the largest boutique in Manchester which was primarily frequented by the upper class family.Only a select few from the lower class were permitted to work there in roles such as cleaners, receptionists, or security officers.The boutique bustled with people dressed in luxurious attire as they entered and exited the premises.Franklin entered and asked, "Which way is the male section?"The receptionist kindly informed him that it was on the fifth floor and directed him to the elevator on the left.He acknowledged this and wondered why she was nice to him despite his outfit. If only other workers could be like her.He walked away with his cart, heading towards the elevator while disregarding the curious looks he received.Some of the workers at the desk couldn't help but comment on his appearance, with one exclaiming, "He is so attractive!"Another expressed envy at the opportunity to interact with him, while a third admired his voice and likened him to a pr
The butler had made a phone call to the company and requested assistance after receiving a call from Franklin. He was clearly frightened of Franklin's demeanor.Aware of Franklin's intense anger, the butler felt that he needed to find a way for Franklin to release it. Having been with Franklin since his childhood, the butler knew a great deal about him.Franklin had a tendency to have a quick temper, but he had learned to control it after a traumatic incident.Franklin had become furious with a classmate who had poured water on his book and refused to apologize. Being a quiet person, Franklin often faced bullying.When the other boy insulted Franklin and refused to apologize after learning about his mother's absence, Franklin lost control and punched him, knocking out his tooth. Since then, Franklin had been avoiding situations that could trigger his anger.Very few people knew about Franklin's family and he didn't understand why he was kept hidden from the world. While other wealthy
The policeman lowered his head and expressed regret. "I'm sorry, sir." He did not want to encounter the prospect of becoming involved with The Howard's.He was aware of the experiences others had had with The Howards, and he most definitely did not want to go through what they had.He scowled as he turned to face Franklin. "Young man, you must pay for the damages you caused," he declared."What damage? You cannot ask me to pay until after you have verified that there is damage. It was he who struck me and caused me to fall. Why should I make any payments at all? He is required by law to pay me back for breaking my scooter.""You better obey, or I might arrest you." The policeman said."Do you believe I am afraid of you? Are you certain you don't want the damages to be confirmed?" Franklin grinned."I won't do that. Now will you reimburse him or not?” Confused by his audacity, the officer asked. Did he not fear him, or the wealthy man standing before him?"Are you really so obstinate?
The man who stepped out of the car was just coming back from the club With his babe, more like his sex partner. He was steering the wheel at a high velocity, while the speakers in the car blared with music.He had been kissing at intervals while driving which made him run out of control and had knocked Franklin down."Oops," the girl in the car exclaimed, though her tone lacked any real concern.He could have just driven past, but he wanted to have fun. He came out of his car to meet Franklin, who was just getting up from the floor.Franklin spun to face him, about to say something, but he didn't get the chance as the guy had already started shouting, Franklin just looked at him, muddied."Watch where you are going, you moron. Now, look, you hit my car with that thing. Do you know how much this car is worth? You, and your assets--if you have any, are not worth this expensive car," the man spouted, his voice full of anger.Franklin was very sure he did not crash into his car; it was th