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
Hearing what Vasky just offered, Vanya's eyes glimmered in joy. She never thought the payback came this early and just at the right moment of her being starving. The girl immediately nodded and got up from her seat enthusiastically."Aw, thank you for doing so," Vanya exaggerated her voice and made the geeky man slightly annoyed. She stuck her tongue out and asked, "Where are we going?"Vasky looked around before responding to her question, "What about that fast-food restaurant over this building?"Vanya didn't immediately respond and thought for a while. She wasn't a big fan of those artery-blocking junk food and carbonated drinks sold there, but her thoughts changed. The girl noticed Vasky's genuine offer was some kind of friendly gesture, to which she agreed."Okay, then." she nodded firmly and packed her stuff. She turned for a moment facing Vasky and asked, "By the way, weren't you about to use this computer?""Nah, I'm good," replied Vasky unconcerned as he walked to the stairs.
Vanya finally arrived at the studio flat where Carlin lived by herself. It was tiny yet spacious since the host knew how to utilize such a small space. The kitchen, dining, and living room were in one open space, while the bedroom was slightly raised on a platform over the living area. The wall was painted white, combined with some exposed bricks in the kitchen area. After inviting the guest to sit on an armchair near the window, Carlin seated and immediately asked, “Answer me honestly, Vanya. Are you dating that ignorant nerd?”Vanya did not immediately answer Carlin's question because she could not digest who was meant in her best friend's question. But after thinking for a moment, Vanya finally guessed who she meant. It was impossible for Carlin to call Kevin a nerd, it was also impossible for Carlin to know her relationship with Ned. It was even more impossible if Carlin meant Niels, who had tried to harass her repeatedly. In the end, there was only one name left that Vanya could
Two hours had passed so quickly since Vanya stopped by Carlin's apartment. The two girls talked about many things while enjoying the snacks and cold drinks provided by the host. After finishing their treats, they sat lazily and felt a little sleepy.“I’m bored,” Carlin yawned, stretching her limbs as she stood up from her seat. “Hey, do you want to watch a movie? I'm running out of things to talk about.”Vanya who was leaning back on the armchair while hugging her knees immediately seemed interested in her best friend’s offer. She straightened her posture and said enthusiastically, “Sounds great! What movie is it?” “Let’s see … ” Carlin brought her laptop into her lap and opened it. She then opened a browser and searched the website. The girl hummed as her thumb scrolled down, looking for the movie her best friend might be interested in. “What do you like? Romance, horror, actions, or comedy?”Vanya tapped her feet on the floor thoughtfully as if this was a big decision-making proces
Somewhere in Brussels, the limousine car that fetched Vasky drove on the idle street. The driver was a young woman dressed in a black and white suit. She looked at her priority passenger from the rearview mirror.“Your brother is waiting at the hotel’s suite room, young sir. Do you want to get ready before meeting him there or head straight to the hotel?”Vasky, who was preoccupied with a Rubik's cube in his hand, immediately looked at the driver in annoyance. He muttered, “How many times I tell you he’s just an attention-seeking man who happens to be my father’s bastard son? He never was and will never bet my brother!”The driver just took a deep breath and kept driving smoothly. She had put up with Vasky’s brash words and child-like tantrum behaviors for quite some time. Out of nowhere, that woman then advised, “Young sir, I think you should obey your father's will to continue your studies rather than be unemployed and do nothing like now.”Vasky felt that the driver had spoken pres
The news about his father getting married to his mistress enraged Vasky to his core. Although he was usually indifferent to that woman, he was certain that the old hag had made his mother, Annelies, suffer for years. Gustav just sat there, looking at his younger half-brother with a blank expression."This can't be real," he muttered.Vasky shut his eyes, trying to fight the raging tears as he remembered how Annelies, his mother succumbed to illness on her deathbed. She fell sick after finding out about Thomas’ dirty affair with his assistant.Something came into Vasky’s mind as he dug into the memories he wished to forget. He wasn’t present at the moment, but he could visualize what happened there since Annelies told him the story that began her misery.It was a wintery night, only a few days before Christmas. Annelies was perplexed seeing Thomas come home with a baby in his arms.A day that should be joyfull and full of blessing, suddenly turned dark when Annelies realized what
Gustav sighed as he leaned back on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. His mind traveled way back to the time when he was young. When he was four, Thomas told him that he was adopted by his family, to which little Gustav was more than eager to hear the news. He enjoyed being the only child and had everything of his own. A bedroom full of toys, high-end clothes, and the love of his father. For a moment, Gustav felt his life was full of sunshine and rainbows. He remembered Thomas once told him, “You have to be a successful man, more than your old man, Gustav. And I’ll make you the heir to the family fortune.”Little Gustav had no idea what did those words mean, but once Thomas mentioned having the family’s riches to his own, his little eyes glimmered in joy. Gustav was more than excited to get that title and enjoy a luxurious life.It was before Gustav found out that his position would be overthrown soon.Soon he realized that Annelies, Thomas’ legitimate wife was pregna
Vanya headed to the bus stop and began her morning routine: going to work. This time, she truly went to work instead of wandering around the city and lying to Henriella. After three days off, she felt refreshed and ready to start another busy day at Autoekomsten. As she hopped into the bus, the girl couldn’t stop thinking about what she should do next to get the car spare part product blueprint.Since she met Gustav and made a deal to give him the necessary document, Vanya kept daydreaming about what she could have once that German man paid her a hefty amount. She could just take her family move to French where her mother used to live and have a slow yet peaceful life, but Vanya held back. Money was the reason. Despite the amount of wage she received from working at Kevin’s company was huge, Vanya thought it wasn’t enough to live in the neighboring country, even in the rural countryside area. Another thought came to her mind as she looked at the old and scratched smartphone in he
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