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 without getting suspected of being an intruder with bad intentions?”
As she clicked on the ‘Join Us’ button and waited for the web to load, something caught Vanya’s attention. There, she saw a list of job vacancies opened by Kevin's company. The young girl raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes, thinking this would be a great chance to sneak in and steal the important files and documents.
“Wait a second, these are all full-time jobs and require undergraduate education level?” she mumbled to herself while scratching her head. “Jeez, can’t they just hire a high-school graduate?”
Vanya rethought the idea of applying for a job in the automotive company since her job as a waitress at Heimel Morzend had taken enough of her time, not to mention that most of the vacancies required a bachelor's degree, which she didn’t have. Despite her initial pessimism and hesitation, she scrolled down the website page and looked for a job that suited her best.
Her eyes stooped at something intriguing. It was a job vacancy for pantry staff and janitor. Vanya clicked the description shortly after reading the title and examined every single bullet of the job description there. She took her time deciding which one she would apply as a disguise for her devious plan.
“Well, pantry staff it is,” Vanya monologued and began taking notes on what documents are required for the job application.
Vanya then typed the application letter down and edited her resume before putting them to her email and scheduling the sending time for 9 am. Finished with the first step of her plan, Vanya yawned widely and glanced at the clock above the desk. It was past 3 in the morning, and she hadn’t got any sleep. The girl then changed her clothes and went to bed, getting herself charged for her next day, as well as her revenge plan.
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Three days passed, and no response from Kevin’s company regarding Vanya’s job application yet. Despite this, the girl was still optimistic that she could get the job and begin her plan. At noon, she received an email from the Autoekomsten Corporation’s official company. She nearly jumped and her eyes widened, which made Idna wonder.
“What is it, sis?” she asked and frowned. Idna barely see her older sister never looked as happy as now, especially after their family’s fortune ran out.
Vanya responded with an ounce of excitement, “I was contacted to do a job interview tomorrow. Gosh! I need to call Carlin to help me with that.”
“Wait, did you quit your job at the bar?” Idna asked, still not understanding what Vanya said.
“No, silly. I’ll have two jobs from now,” responded the older sister as she pinched Idna’s cheek.
Hearing her daughters’ conversation, Henriella came from the kitchen and joined in, “Vanya honey, is that true?”
She nodded eagerly. “Yes, Mom. You know, I don’t think I can fully rely on my income as a waitress to support the three of us, especially since Idna will soon be graduating from high school. I hope after the interview, I got hired there and provide a decent living for all of us somewhere away from Brussels.”
“Are you sure about this? I don’t want to see you overworked from having two different and tight-scheduled jobs.” Henriella came forward and joined her daughter to sit on the old sofa. “Where did you send the application, by the way?”
Vanya responded, “It’s a car company named Autoekomsten Corporation, Mom.”
Both Henriella and Idna had no clue that the company where Vanya applied was the very same company that scammed her father and made the family suffer hardship. Neither of them knew Vanya’s plan to destroy the rival company from the inside as well, so they just nodded and got glad about the news.
“You’ve worked so hard for us, Vanya.” her mother embraced the eldest daughter and kissed her cheek. “Good luck with your interview tomorrow, Dear.”
Idna joined the group hug and cheered on her sister, “I hope you get the job and paid with a lot of money, sis!”
Vanya snickered and responded to her mother and younger sister, “well, thank you. It means a lot to me.”
Vanya then grabbed her phone and searched for a number. After finding a contact named Carlin, she then dialed the green call button and pressed her phone against her ear. The waiting tone rang several times in Vanya’s ear until she heard a woman’s cheerful voice on the other end.
“Vanya! How are you?”
The one who started the call just chuckled before answering, “Hi Carlin, yeah I’m good, thanks for asking. Speak of that, did I disturb your time?”
Her best friend responded, “No, you’re not! I have 15 minutes of a break now, what is it?”
“Ummm … can I use your help? I have an interview tomorrow morning at 10 and I need someone with an excellent neat fashion sense,” said Vanya slightly hesitant.
“My god, Vanya, congratulation on that!” exclaimed Carlin across the call, “sure will. I’ll be at your house at 8. Oh, if you need some tips before a job interview I can help you with that, too.”
“Thanks, Carlin. You’re so kind.” Vanya nodded in relief and joy knowing that her long-life best friend never turned down any of her requests. “All right, maybe I’ll need those tips from you as well. Thanks again, and see you tomorrow!”
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