The Heimel Morzend was very crowded when Vanya was doing her job as a waiter in that famous bar in Brussel, Belgia.
Many men and women were drinking and talking to each other. Not only couples, but also friends came to the bar to have fun and to feel free from their hard lifes.
"Hello, please tell Vanya to come to my room" Bart asked the Receptionist by phone.
Bart is the Supervisor of the bar where Vanya was working. So, the Receptionist told Vanya the request from their Supervisor.
"Vanya, Mr. Bart asked you to come to his room now" told the Receptionist.
"What? Okay, thanks." Vanya had many thoughts about why her Supervisor called her. As soon as possible, Vanya walked to Bart's room and knocked on his door.
"Excuse me, Sir. Did you ask me to come here?" asked Vanya.
"Yes, I did. Come in Vanya" answered Bart while looking at Vanya's face.
Vanya came into Bart's room and stood in front of him.
"Okay, Vanya. We have a VIP member who will come with his friends in five minutes. I want you to serve them as best as you can," explained Bart to Vanya.
"Okay, Sir. I'll do my best." Answered Vanya without knowing who the VIP member was.
Vanya was feeling surprised when her Supervisor wanted her to serve the VIP member. But, she was happy because it was a good thing, it meant that she did a great job in the bar so that the Supervisor wanted her to serve VIP member.
Before she started to serve the menu, she saw the name of the VIP member on the customer list.
"Kevin Montguarez?" She started thinking about the name that was really familiar.
She moved her finger to the name of the company that Kevin managed.
"CEO of Autoekomsten Corporation? What!?" Vanya almost screamed but she could stop it before it happened by closing her mouth with her hands.
"Oh, shit! Is it really him?" She groaned in her heart.
Vanya was not sure whether the name she saw on the list was really someone she knew. So, she started to do her job as soon as possible. She was trying to be a professional because she knew her job was very important for her life.
She brought some glasses and wine to the VIP table which the CEO named Kevin booked. Kevin and his friends stopped talking when Vanya came to serve the drink for them. At the moment, the atmosphere was very awkward for Vanya. Because, all the men were looking at her and the most awkward thing was the man who booked the VIP table was clearly the CEO of Autoekomsten Corporation which Vanya got to see on the Television almost everyday. The man who owned the company and caused bankruptcy for her father's company.
When she saw that man's face, it sounded so clear in her memories how her father hurted so much because of the tragedy he was having. How her father became sick and died.
After that, her life was really like hell. She had to drop out of the University and worked hard to help her mother and little sister to continue their life without her father. As the oldest child in her family, she had to bury her own happiness and her dream, then worked hard to support her family needs.
When she was busy with her thoughts, one of Kevin's friends named Niels was trying to abuse Vanya by touching her butt. Vanya, who was not an escort, was very upset because of what Niels had done.
"Hello, beautifull," said Niels while trying to put his arms on Vanya's waist.
"Hey! Please be polite, Sir!" Vanya was trying to push Niel's hand away.
"Don't be shy honey." Niels kept trying to touch Vanya's body.
The place Vanya worked only allowed the employees to wear slim fit and short skirts. So, she looked very sexy at that time. It made Niels think Vanya was an escort too.
Since Vanya was not an escort but only a waiter, she was out of patience then slapped Niels face spontantly.
"Shit!" Niels was very angry after Vanya slapped her.
His eyes were full of anger. Suddenly he stood up and tried to reach Vanya's hand to give a lesson to her. But, Kevin moved faster and blocked him.
"Niels! Stop it!" Told Kevin while blocking Niels to hit Vanya.
"No, Kevin. She has to receive some lessons!" Yelled Niels to Kevin.
"She is just a woman. Don't fight with her just because of this small thing. Don't embarrass the company by hitting a woman. If you want to be serviced by any woman, just choose one escort. I'll pay for you. But, please don't make a fuss with this woman." Told Kevin calming Niels down.
Niels stopped what he wanted to do to Vanya. But, Vanya didn't like Kevin and had some personal grudge against him from the start. She didn't feel thankful for him.
"I'm sorry for what my friend has done" Kevin tried to ask for an apology from Vanya.
But, Vanya was still upset and holding her emotion from what Niels had done to her. She didn't understand why men in this world thought women in sexy outfits in a place like this could be touched as they wanted.
"I'm just a waiter here, so my job is serving your drink, not your lust!" With full of anger Vanya told Kevin and friends what was in her mind.
She was fed up because of the situation. She didn't care if her Supervisor got angry, she would tell the reason why she slapped Niels.
Although Kevin had helped Vanya from Niels anger, Vanya who had personal problems with him didn't feel thankful. Even less saying thanks, she just left them without saying any words. Yet, her expression was very upsetting for Niels.
"Shit! You just help that woman who has no gratitude to you. What an arrogant woman!" Niels felt more angry because of Vanya's unpleasant expression.
"Let her go, bro. Forget her and let's have fun!" Told their other friends.
Vanya left the VIP table with her anger. On the other hand, Kevin was still confused because of her attitude even though he just helped her.
Vanya went back to the bar and wiped the washed drinking glasses. Still slightly pissed off and disgruntled seeing the company owner and his disgusting friend, she almost slammed the glass and broke it before Bart scolded her from a distance. “Hey! Do you want to compensate if it breaks?” he said. The girl let out a heavy and dissatisfied sigh and didn’t say a single word, but her actions became less aggressive. One of her friends, Will, called her out and said, “people are lining up here, and I could use some help from someone who’s not too busy.” After carving a wry smile on her face, Vanya turned around and replied, “alright, Will. I’ll be there” The two then took some orders from the customer and served their beverages. While doing her job, Vanya couldn’t stop thinking of how unfair life was. She had to sacrifice her study in college and be the sole breadwinner of her family after a deceitful company owner tricked her father and made her family go bankrupt, yet someone out the
The Heimel Morzend kept operating as usual, even after one week from that ruckus. At 6 pm sharp, Vanya arrived and helped clean the bar counter and table, along with some of her employee friends. 30 minutes passed and she flipped the sign near the bar’s entrance from ‘closed’ to ‘open.’ “All right! We’re open!“ Bart exclaimed and clapped. His eyes filled with enthusiasm despite having often opened the bar decades ago. Tens of people began flocking to the most well-known bar in Brussels and had a good time there. Some were having a small cocktail party and enjoying company while others danced to the DJ’s bop music under colorful neon lights. As the night grew late, more people, mostly white-collar workers, stopped by and have a drink or two. Many of them laughed, relieving the stress and pressure they got from a long day of work as they sipped the booze they ordered from the bar. “Waitress, can we have two mojitos, please?” one of the customers, a middle-aged man that presumably was
Kevin. That name popped up again and made Vanya slightly irritated, but she managed to hide it and listen to Matt’s sob story. She thought that it would be impolite for her to cut the man’s story and decided to be a listener.“He’s one ungrateful and disrespectful bastard.” Matt pondered his empty glass and continued speaking, “I’ve made hundreds, even thousands of efforts to get Autoekomsten Corporation to reach its ridiculously high target and stake, and yet he didn’t bother to acknowledge my sacrifice.”Vanya and Will listened closely as Matt said, “two months ago, he tasked me with something. I was asked to get the highest quality car spare parts from another company in Germany, and so I did. I traveled there with my own money, spending hours waiting for the CEO so I can talk to him, and persuade him to be the main supplier for my ex-company.”“That’s a lot of work,” Vanya responded and seemed bewildered, “then what happened?”“The deal was finally made, we began the transaction,
Since meeting Matt that night at the bar, Vanya kept thinking about the idea of getting her revenge on Kevin. As she laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling in wonder after a long and exhausting day at work, the girl began scheming a plan to sneak into Autoekomsten Corporation. Vanya believed that Kevin would overthrow that German automotive company in order to secure his company’s position and monopolize the monopolized four-wheeled vehicle business in Europe as Matt told her once.Vanya smirked and chuckled, thinking of getting the newest car technology data from Kevin’s company to other competitors. Her mind imagined that Kevin would hang his head in shame as he watched his company crumble before his eyes, giving him the taste of his own medicine. It would be the sweetest revenge for Vanya and her family. She got up and walked to her desk, then turned her old laptop on.“Hmmm … ” she tapped her chin lightly as her finger scrolled down the company’s website, “how do I get in there
Ever since Carlin and Vanya met each other in elementary school, the two had been inseparable. Even though Vanya's family was in a state of chaos due to economic problems and misfortune, Carlin remained good friends with her and tried her best to support and provide as much help as she could. She always kept her promise to her best friend.The car that Carlin drove stopped before the old and shabby apartment complex where Vanya and her family lived for the last three years. She then headed out straight to her best friend’s place on the second floor and knocked on the door thrice.“Vanya? It’s me, Carlin,” said the girl who carried a make-up kit and a bag that contained some button-up shirts.Henriella answered the door and greeted her daughter’s best friend, “Please come in and sit, Carlin. I’ll call Vanya.”“Thank you, Auntie.” the guest smiled and entered the apartment.Not too long after that, Vanya got out of her room with a fresh look. It seemed like she just showered and washed
It had been two weeks since Vanya was accepted to work as a pantry staff at Autoekomsten Company, and she still waited for the perfect time to steal the data-contained files from Kevin’s office. Sure, preparing drinks and snacks for the officials was laborious, especially when they had a meeting. Not to mention that she had to work at the bar in the evening soon after finishing her work at the company.“Aren’t you tired, Vanya?” Henriella asked one time after Vanya went home from her work as a pantry staff. After taking a shower and eating, her oldest daughter changed into a waitress uniform. “You only have two hours to rest and get ready before going to the bar. Not to mention you only sleep for four hours.”Vanya only responded with a smile. “It’s all right, Mom. I’ll try my best to fix this situation and make us get back on our feet again.”Despite her mother’s worry, Vanya proved that she could juggle both jobs easily. When she arrived at the automotive company, she barely looked
“Come in.”Kevin’s commanding voice told Vanya to get in. The pantry girl then went in and put the coffee requested by her new boss. She tried her best to keep looking down and hid her face in case Kevin would see. As her face cowered, Vanya’s eyes scanned around the room, looking for the files she needed to execute the plan.“Here’s your coffee, Sir.” she served the steaming hot caffeinated drink on the boss’ table, followed by a small pack of sugar and a stainless small spoon. “I haven’t put any sugar on it. In case you need some sweetener, I brought this sugar pack.”The man stretched his arm and turned cracked his joints, then said, “Ah, finally. Thank you. This is what I need before another meeting.”Vanya carved a slightly awkward smile before asking, “Is there anything else you want, Sir?”Kevin shook his head. “You can leave now.”As he raised his head, Kevin saw the pantry girl’s face more clearly. He furrowed his eyebrows, his gut told him that he had met this girl from some
Kevin’s personal driver steered the vehicle down the darkened streets in Brussels. The city was more alive at night, filled with young people gathering at the nearby cafe, restaurant, bar, or just hanging around by the sidewalk. Some of the street lights helped illuminate the surrounding and give a warm and intimate ambiance. Even if it was past the working hour, the company owner insisted on finishing the deal by now so he could rest easily and enjoyed the weekend without needing to worry about his business. Only one task left to do for today, and that was tendering with another multi-national automotive company from France.The potential client wanted to meet Kevin at a bar in the heart of Brussels some days earlier, to which he agreed. Kevin already knew the bar since he was also a regular there. Even on the way to meet another client for tendering, Kevin couldn’t shake the familiar feeling when he saw Vanya for the first time. His gut kept telling him they had met on an occasion t
As Officer Smith stood there, stunned by the reporter's announcement that they were live on social media, panic began to creep in. She realized that her hasty dismissal of Vanya and Carlin's report was now being broadcast for the world to see, and she couldn't afford to talk rashly any longer.The viewers, who had tuned in to the live broadcast, began to question the truth of Vanya's earlier words aimed at Officer Smith. They typed furiously in the comment section, demanding answers and clarification.One viewer wrote, "Did Officer Smith really turn down evidence of a corporate scandal? That can't be true, can it?"Another viewer chimed in, "This sounds fishy. Why would the police dismiss such an important report?"Officer Smith felt the pressure mounting as she desperately tried to come up with a way to save face and protect her position and the reputation of the entire police institution.
Vanya and Carlin, clutching the stolen documents tightly, burst out of the Autoekomsten Corporation and into the bustling city streets. Their hearts were still pounding from their daring escape, but they knew that their mission was far from over.Vanya, her fiery red hair billowing behind her, hailed a passing taxi with a dramatic wave. "Quick, Carlin! To the nearest police station!"Carlin, always the meticulous planner, quickly got into the taxi and urged the driver to step on it. "Make it snappy, my good man! Time is of the essence."Little did they know that a black sedan had been discreetly tailing them since their exit. Inside the sedan, Agent Harris and her team were in hot pursuit, determined to catch up with the elusive thieves.Agent Harris, her patience wearing thin, muttered to herself, "These two are more slippery than a bar of soap in a sauna."As they weaved through the
Gregory's temper simmered as he wiped the hot coffee from his suit, taking a deep breath to calm himself. The audacity of his nephew Kevin, along with Carlin, Vasky, and Vanya, had pushed him to the brink. They may have stolen his secret documents and his precious jar of pickles, but they were gravely mistaken if they thought they could outsmart him.After the shock of their brazen theft, Gregory wasted no time. He reached for his phone, the touch screen lighting up with his practiced fingertips as he dialed the number for his security team. He knew that retrieving those documents, containing the damning evidence of his criminal activities, was paramount. His entire empire hung in the balance."Security, this is Gregory," he said with a tone of urgency as the call connected. "We have intruders in my study. I need them apprehended immediately. No, don't wait. I want them stopped now."As Gregory issued the commands, his mind
The morning sun bathed the scene as the trio stood outside the imposing walls of Autoekomsten, each prepared to play their part in this high-stakes charade. Carlin and Vanya appeared the part of legitimate employees, their attire and demeanor blending seamlessly with the corporate landscape.And then there was Vasky.In a sea of contemporary fashion, Vasky stood out like a time traveler who had stumbled upon the 21st century. His outfit, a mismatch of colors and patterns, seemed to defy the very laws of fashion coherence. Carlin, quick as ever, wasted no time seizing the opportunity for a light-hearted jab."Vasky," she teased, a grin tugging at the corners of her lips, "you look like the result of a fashion experiment gone awry. Did you raid a costume store from the '90s?"Vasky's expression was a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Carlin," he retorted, his tone laced with dry humor, "some of us appreciate timeless cl
On the designated day, the air was charged with anticipation as Kevin and Vasky embarked on their rendezvous to strategize against the looming shadow of Gregory. The weight of Gregory's influence gnawed at Kevin's authority, a constant reminder of the battle they were about to wage.Kevin's steps were measured yet purposeful, his demeanor a blend of determination and exasperation. As he neared the cafe, he couldn't help but feel like a leader in name alone, a puppet whose strings were held by an unseen puppeteer.Vasky, the embodiment of precision, walked beside him like a strategist preparing for a war council. His thoughts were a symphony of plans and contingencies, a testament to his analytical prowess.“Kev, is it just me or do the people look at us funny?” asked Vasky out of the blue while forcing an awkward smile, only to be equalled by his very own quirky penguin walk.Kevin smirked. “Nah, it’s just your imagination, Vash. Or perhaps they think we’re a couple. I mean, w
The courtroom erupted like a volcano finally unleashed. The witnesses' revelations, direct and unfiltered, detonated a cascade of gasps and whispers that filled the room. The air buzzed with disbelief, as if the walls themselves were echoing the seismic impact of the truth.The judge's decision, a punctuation mark in this symphony of revelations, hung in the air like a heavy fog. The gavel's thud resonated through the room, marking the culmination of this dramatic trial. It was a verdict that bore the weight of justice served.Outside the courtroom, the scene was no less frenzied. Reporters swarmed Gustav like a storm of inquiries. Microphones thrust toward him resembled an intimidating forest of metal and wires. The questions rained down like a torrential downpour, each drop seeking to quench the public's thirst for clarity.Gustav, the epitome of controlled rage, faced the onslaught with an expression twisted by fury. His lips moved, forming words that a maelstrom of anger had
The courtroom buzzed, characters distinct and yet woven into this intricate dance of words. Heissmann's skepticism added spice to the air, Vasky's flair for presentation resembled a magician pulling tricks from his sleeve, and the witnesses – each with their poignant narrative – cast their lines into the drama.In the heart of this exchange, the judge sat, a quiet colossus of discernment. His gaze held the room like an anchor, a reminder of the gravity underlying this display.The elderly man continued, his voice a winding river of reminiscences. "Your Honor," he emphasized, a touch of fervor accenting his words, "this act defied the sanctity of our environment, a travesty unsuited for any stage."Heissmann, never one to relent, lunged once again into the fray. "A poetic protest," he mused, his tone a contemplative stream of doubt, "yet the courtroom seeks sustenance in evidence."Vasky's turn came yet again, a spectacle of strategic timing. He presented records and testimonia
In a dramatic twist, Vanya and Carlin burst into the courtroom, the door swinging open with a flair that caught everyone's attention. The judge's eyebrows shot up in disapproval, his initial impulse being to expel them for their audacious entrance. However, Kevin, his persuasive prowess in full display, swiftly intervened."Your Honor, please, they're with us," Kevin implored, his tone earnest and apologetic. He assured the judge of their importance to the trial, a gamble he was willing to take to bolster their chances of success. The judge let out a weary sigh, muttering under his breath about the less-than-ideal situation he found himself in.“Sigh, I’m too old for this shit...” He reluctantly knocked his mallet for order, signaling that the trial could proceed.As Carlin confidently approached the microphone, she exuded an air of determination. Her opening words painted a vivid picture of Zimmerscheid village, evoking a sense of warmth and charm. Just as the judge was about t
The courtroom was a battleground of legal jousts, with Kevin and Vasky on one side and Gustav on the other. Kevin's demeanor was as intense as a storm gathering its fury, and Vasky, usually a paragon of nerdy composure, seemed to have donned an uncharacteristic layer of steel resolve. It was as if they were both channeling the spirits of unyielding warriors.Before the trial began, Gustav couldn't resist taunting Kevin and Vasky, his arrogant demeanor on full display. "Oh, how touching," he sneered, "the dynamic duo of justice has arrived. Are you two here to entertain me?"Vasky's eyes gleamed with his nerdy charm as he retorted, "Well, you know us, always up for a riveting legal showdown." He adjusted his glasses with a hint of mischief, clearly relishing the intellectual duel ahead.Kevin, the embodiment of righteous determination, spoke with unwavering conviction. "This trial isn't about entertainment, Gustav. It's about justice prevailing over greed."Gustav's sinister la