In the police station, Debra underwent the necessary legal procedures, her persistence was evident in her attempts to reach Gunther. Despite her efforts, her request to speak with him was firmly declined, leaving her to move through the complex web of legalities on her own.As she anxiously waited, a nurse made her entrance into the station. A glimmer of hope sparked in Debra's eyes as she observed the nurse heading toward the area where Gunther was confined. It became clear to Debra that the nurse's purpose was to revive Gunther, enabling him to provide answers regarding the events he might be aware of or not.Lost in contemplation, Debra was snapped back to reality by a gentle tap on her shoulder from the police officer to whom she had handed the glass for investigation. He delivered the latest developments with a mix of authority and concern."The fingerprint results will be out in a matter of minutes," the police officer informed Debra, sensing the urgency of the situation. "Al
In the cold, sterile room, the officers loomed over Gunther, their interrogative glares intensifying. Gunther, though threatened, stood defiant, anchored by the bitter truth, they didn't wwnt to hear.Just as the officers prepared to escalate their force methods, the nurse burst into the room, presenting the results of the second test. She handed the report to the head investigator, who scanned it with furrowed brows."Negative? He tested negative for Molly. He isn't an addict and doesn't take it," the head investigator declared, shattering the tension that had gripped the room.Debra couldn't help but exhale, relief flooding her. The truth, a steadfast ally, had prevailed."On behalf of myself and the entire police involved in this case, we apologize for the inconvenience we may have caused you," the officer admitted to Gunther, acknowledging the error.One of the officers, having overheard Gunther scolding Debra earlier, stepped forward. He detailed Debra's efforts, from collecting
Gunther stormed into his office, the weight of the previous night still evident in his stern demeanor. Wearing black shades, he exuded an air of authority that silenced the usual greetings from the staff. "Good morning, Sir Gunther," various employees greeted, but he didn't acknowledge them. The intensity of his focus was visible as he walked through the morning greetings without a word. He called an important meeting with the leaders of different departments in "The Young" company. Amidst the professional ambiance of the meeting, Jane, one of Gunther's subordinates, confidently entered his office. Her approach carried a hint of disrespect, and she questioned the urgency of the gathering. "Why the sudden meeting, Gunther? No offense, but you're still getting to know the company's ways and tactics," Jane remarked, challenging the decision that Gunther had made, she was offended, because she wasn't informed. In response, Gunther abruptly stood up, his hand gripping a cup of coffee
Williams, surprised by his father's sudden outburst, hastily made his way to the living room, where his dad was, his face looked worried, as he entered, his father's loud and aggressive voice made him worry was the matter was, demanding an explanation for his actions the previous night."Williams!!!" His father's thunderous shout echoed, making Williams' heart race with fear. He hadn't expected such a furious reaction, especially considering his father's typically composed behavior."What were you doing at the club last night? Huh, speak up!" Williams' father interrogated, frustration and anger visible in his voice. Before Williams could respond, a resounding slap struck his face, sending a shockwave through his entire body.When Williams got hit, he felt a bit confused for a short while. His dad looked really disappointed, and you could see it in the way he stared at Williams. To make things more serious, he told Williams that half of their company's stock in "The Young" was being s
Gunther stood on the tarmac, his eyes obscured by dark sunglasses that failed to hide the traces of tears streaming down his face. The day he was really worried about came. His foster mom was going to India for the special surgery, he could only hope for the best.The hospital machines beeped a lot, making Gunther feel even more anxious. His mom looked weak in the hospital bed, but she kept looking at him. Her eyes showed thanks and worry because they both knew the future might be tricky, and great.As the medical staff assisted in transferring her from the hospital bed to the awaiting plane, Gunther felt really worried. He spent a lot of money to have the whole plane for this important trip.Gunther had tears on his face because he felt really upset inside, for not being able to accompany his mom when she needed him. His foster mom meant a lot to him, and was his strongest support and someone who always cared for him.The plane's engines got really loud, covering the other airport n
Gunther, seated at the top balcony of his lavish mansion, enjoyed a moment of tranquility amidst the chaos in his life. His phone rang, and upon answering, he was met with the voice of Jane, his closest subordinate, with whom his relationship wasn't always smooth."Greetings, Gunther," Jane said, offering a nod of acknowledgement, reciprocated by Gunther. Despite the professional tone, an undercurrent of tension was evident between them.Jane, eager to dive into the purpose of her call, explained that she had a new business idea that hinged on Gunther's involvement, and it's better if they talked about in person.Gunther listened, intrigued by the prospect, his mind already thinking what idea Jane might have come up with."This sounds intriguing," Gunther responded. "I'm open to hearing more. If you have the details, you're welcome to discuss it here at my residence."Jane, ever the professional, acknowledged his invitation and swiftly made her way to Gunther's mansion, accompanied
Gunther stood at the balcony of his mansion, thinking about the audacity of the move he had just made. He had just spent a staggering $100 million to acquire the Royal Vista Hotel, not just as a business venture but as a symbolic act of revenge against Mr. Anderson, the man who had once mistreated him.As the nice wind blew in the evening, Gunther felt really happy. The money he spent wasn't just for business, it helped him take control and settle old problems. His bad experiences at the hotel, where he was treated badly and embarrassed, now felt like they never happened.The newly acquired asset, Royal Vista Hotel, shows how he rose up from tough times. Despite the wealth tied to The Young Company, this purchase marked the first significant acquisition he had made with his personal fortune. Buying that showed he can control his money and decide his future.Having instructed Jane to pose as the CEO of the hotel, Gunther was implementing a strategic move. If Mr.Anderson got to know t
Chapter 22Gunther's disappointment echoed through the grand halls of his mansion as he read the email from the university. The mail Stated that, that he had entered his final year with a slightly diminished CGPA the frustration hit him hard, making him really upset. The once pristine academic record of Gunther, adorned with a CGPA of 4.87, now descended to 4.26.In the pursuit of success in the business realm and the acquisition of Royal Vista Hotel, Gunther had inadvertently allowed his academic standing to slip. The realization that he was no longer in the first-class category, having tumbled to a second-class upper, felt like a personal defeat. Graduating with a first-class honor had always been his aspiration, a goal that seemed within reach until distractions took hold.Debra, once the continuous second runner-up, seized the opportunity created by Gunther's diversion into the world of wealth and power. Her CGPA now proudly displayed a 4.69, she not only surpassed Gunther, she