After arriving at Amigo Hotel where Gustav stayed, Vanya followed the man to his suite room. Her jaw dropped upon knowing that the top floor of the hotel belonged to Schnellen's boss. Gustav had such a refined taste in everything, and it was shown in how he decorated the whole floor. It was elegant and luxurious.Gustav smirked as he noticed Vanya's reaction to seeing his flaunted wealth. The idea of getting laid with a young Belgian girl on his business trip was something intriguing for him. He just couldn't wait to bring her to bed and do whatever his manly urge."This way." Gustav opened the door that led to his private room. He smiled at Vanya and asked, "Ladies first."Vanya smiled lightly and entered the room. It turned out to be a master’s bedroom, complete with a fireplace and mesmerizing Brussels city view from the large windows. The girl then seated on a couch while Gustav took something out from his fridge that looked like a bottle of champagne. Soon, her admiration for the
The room seemed to hang in suspense as Vanya's words echoed through the air, each syllable dripping with conviction. She stood her ground, determined to reclaim her power and make Gustav realize that she was not a mere pawn in his games.Gustav was shocked to see Vanya’s response and was about to let his frustration of not getting fulfilled sexually by her. The moment he heard Autoekomsten’s name, the man’s glare turned into a more eager look. He stood up and looked at Vanya in disbelief before asking, “Is that true?”Vanya nodded and sighed. “Yes. I was about to inform you about Autoekomsten’s plan to monopolize the car spare part industry, but I couldn’t stand any longer here since you have the audacity to think of me as another gullible victim for your temptation.”She turned around and headed to the door, but it was just a bluff. Before she could reach the door handle, Gustav ran to her and called, “No, please stay! I’m sorry for my inappropriate act towards you, Vanya.”Seeing Gu
Vanya couldn't hide her shock upon seeing Kevin also in Marie Louise Square. The man who wore his usual business suit waved in a friendly manner before approaching her. This time, she had no time to run or hide from him.“I’m glad to see you enjoy your day off and seem all right, Vanya” called Kevin with a gentle smile. “Have you been here for hours?”The girl scratched her head as she smiled in return. She nodded and said, “Yeah, I’ve been here since late afternoon.”Kevin then put his hand into the pocket of his pants and offered her, “Do you want to sit on the bench over there so we can have a more pleasant conversation?”The two then walked toward a bench facing directly to the Iceberg Fountain, just underneath a slightly barren tree. As the day went darker, the streetlights illuminated the surrounding square with a warm and welcoming yellowish color. Kevin leaned on the bench as his mind wandered on a fond memory he had of this very same place.“Do you visit here often?” asked Ke
After both of them made up, Kevin noticed something that Vanya put on the bench slightly hidden from his sight. He tilted his head and asked, “Did you buy those white carnations? They’re my mother’s favorite, by the way. I don’t know if you like them too.”“Really?” Vanya’s eyes widened to hear Kevin’s explanation. She picked those white carnations just because they were cheap and still a lot of them. Her hand reached the small bouquet and handed it to her boss. “You can have it, Sir.”“Uh, no, thank you,” Kevin refused politely. “I can buy one on the way back.”“I’m not entirely sure whether the flower shop was still open this late,” joked Vanya as she assured, “I bought these to cheer me up, but after hearing your story, I want to share this joy with you, sir. Please, take this.”Vanya’s charming smile made Kevin have no other choice except to accept her offer. For the entirety of Kevin’s life, she was the only girl that gave him flowers that reminded him of his late mother. A sligh
Just like yesterday, Vanya got the same surprise after heading home from a long day of doing the secret mission instead of going to work. Idna waited outside, covering her mouth as if she held back from giggling. Her older sister raised her eyebrows upon seeing the teenager’s behavior.“What’s so funny?” asked Vanya nonchalantly as she went upstairs to her family’s apartment.“Come on, sis. Undoubtedly, that guy must be your boyfriend!” laughed Idna as she kept pestering her sister. “Why don’t you bring him to come in and meet us? Mom must be stoked to see you’re dating someone and introduced him to our family..”“Dear Idna, I’ve told you he’s not my boyfriend,” insisted Vanya as she took her shoes off. “And by the way, why don’t you study in your room instead of spying on me?”“I won’t stop until you tell me further about your boyfriend,” teased Idna. “Where does he live? How many siblings he has? And since when did you guys start getting close to each other?”“Okay, then. I’m going
Kevin was on his way to get back home before he saw his phone light up. He glanced over to it and saw Niels’ name on the screen. He frowned for a second, thinking about what was his friend up to. The man pulled over his car to the side and turned the engine off to ensure that he didn’t receive a call while driving. Kevin pressed his thumb on the green button and put the phone to his ear.“Niels, what is it?” he asked curiously.“Let’s meet tonight at the bar near your office, Kevin … ” said Niels, half-shouting since the background noises were a bit too loud and clashed. “I’ve been here with Glenn since an hour ago.”Kevin shook his head. “I don’t think I could go there, Niels. I still have some work to do.”“Ah come on! Why don’t you loosen up for a while?” his friend insisted. He slurred his speech as if he was already intoxicated enough. “You’ve been too busy lately, Kev. You need some drinks to wind you down and relax those tensed nerves.”“Sorry, Niels. I just can’t,” replied Kev
Still thunderstruck and frozen, Kevin turned his glance over to Niels who was crossing his leg and pondering at the empty Jack Daniel's bottle. He gathered the courage to ask him, "Did you take this photo, Niels?"His friend just shrugged and put on an annoying face. Niels' lips turned into a sly smile as he said, "I won't tell unless you admit that there's something between you and her."Kevin let out an annoyed sigh. His brain was full of questions and he didn't want to play games with Niels who seemed to really enjoy messing with him like this. Kevin's frustration grew, as he realized that Niels really didn't seem like he was going to give him the answers he needed."I swear, Niels, I don't have any special relationship with Vanya," Kevin insisted, suppressing his rising anger as he crossed his arms. “Just answer my question since I’ve told you the truth.”Niels was fed up with Kevin's answers, which he considered to be full of lies and hypocrisy. Even though the photo clearly prov
As Vanya went to shower early in the morning, she was thinking about where he could find the blueprints for spare parts products developed by Autoekomsten. The girl was determined to finish the task Gustav asked her yesterday, but she couldn't just come into the office and steal the information for some reason. One, Vanya was still on her day off, so it would be weird if someone noticed her sneaking around at the office building. Two, she didn't have any clue about where the data was stored. It wasn't in Kevin's office room or Ned's laptop, so Vanya had to figure it out by herself."Should I go to the library and use the computer to search for that information?" Vanya asked herself while she ran her fingers through her scalp.After she finished showering, Vanya got dressed and headed out of her apartment. She still lied to her mother about the office's busy day regarding the big conference day, which Henriella believed. This time, instead of going to visit Schnellen's branch office, s
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