Since I Found You
A Threat

While Vlad was busy searching for complete information about Ludwig Stegen, Altea continued to be heralded with various personality trainings. Starting from how to walk, displaying beautiful body language is viewed, to ethics in presenting something. Delma also taught Altea how to look charming in front of a man.

One week has passed. Mykola managed to provide a report containing more valid data, than the previous one to the employer. The report contained a company, along with several addresses that allegedly belonged to a man named Ludwig Stegen.

“Are you going to leave now, son?” elke asked while standing in the doorway. He noticed Vlad tidying himself in front of the mirror. Elke smiled gently, looking at her extremely handsome and dashing son. Elke's condition has improved, making him no longer sit in a wheelchair, although he still has to take drugs.

Elke walked into Vlad's room. He approached the man with a tall, strapping posture who was directly facing him. Gently, Elke tidied up the front of the leather jacket that Vlad was wearing. “I hope that you will always be fine while in Berlin. Besides, I also want you to come back with Miss Miller.”

“Don't worry, Mom. After all, I haven't visited the foster father's mansion in a long time. I'll be fine while I'm there.” Vlad smiled knotingly. “I'm really worried about you. I'll try to go home sometime.”

“I will also be fine, Son,” Elke said.

Not yet Vlad returned the words of the mother, the sound of ringing a cellphone call. Vlad passed by the bed, where he placed the mobile phone with a carry-on bag as well as other items to be brought to Berlin. Vlad checked it out immediately. Mykola's name is on the screen. Without waiting for long, Vlad immediately shifted the green phone icon to answer the call earlier.

“Master. The bodyguard you requested has arrived. They're in front of the house.” Mykola had already spoken before Vlad could even give a word of greeting.

“Really? I'll check soon,” Vlad said. He just hung up the phone. Vlad looked at his mother. He then took all his luggage down to the first floor. Meanwhile, Elke just followed. Vlad won't let him bring anything.

Upon arrival on the first floor, Vlad placed all his luggage on the chair. He walked to the door, then opened it. There were some strong men in front of the house. They immediately nodded respectfully when they saw Vlad's appearance from behind the door. Before greeting the guards earlier, Vlad had counted their numbers. There were about twenty people.

According to his request, Vlad had Mykola send some trained bodyguards to guard his residence in Sieseby. However, he must not neglect the safety of his mother. After giving some briefing to the guards earlier, Vlad returned inside.

“What the fuck, Vlad?” asked Elke with a look of dislike.

“Sorry for the inconvenience, Mom. However, I have to do it,” Vlad replied.

“For what?” elke protest.

“For your safety as long as I'm not here,” Vlad replied again. “I don't want you to refute my words, Mom. For this time only, so that I can be a little calmer while in Berlin.”

“Nak ...” Elke was about to protest again. However, he said that when he saw Vlad shaking his head, as a sign that his son did not receive a rebuttal. Vlad called Thomas to bring the bag and other items to the car that had been prepared beforehand.

“I go first, Ma'am,” says Vlad. He kissed Elke's forehead before getting into the vehicle.

However, before the blue-eyed man started his car engine, Elke suddenly recalled something. He asks Vlad to wait for a while, while he walks into the house. A few moments later, Elke came back again carrying a package. He handed it to Vlad. “Give this to Miss Miller, if you meet her,” message Elke with full eyes.

Vlad nodded with a smile. “Hopefully I can find him, Mom,” said the blond man. He started the car engine. After returning to say goodbye to his mother, Vlad immediately stepped on the gas pedal. In just a few seconds, the double cabin car he was driving had disappeared from Elke's sight.

Vlad will leave for Hamburg first. From there, he would travel about an hour using the air route, which Mykola had prepared. In addition, he also had to discuss some important things first with the aide of trust.

Mykola gave an explanation about the company that allegedly belongs to Ludwig Stegen. “Blauer Edelstein's. One of the leading property companies in Berlin. I've investigated in detail who the owner of this company really is. My whole investigation leads to Ludwig Stegen's name. That is, it can be ascertained that the man is indeed the original owner of the company.”

“Then, wait a little bit? We leave for Berlin now and meet him!” take Vlad without hesitation.

“Good, Sir. I've prepared everything. You can leave right now,” Mykola said respectfully. He then steered the employer to one of the hangars rented by Mykola at Hamburg airport, to keep Vlad's private jet. In less than an hour, they had arrived at Brandenburg Airport, Berlin.

A pickup car was also waiting for Vlad outside the airport. The luxury vehicle will take Vlad to the office of Ludwig Stegen, which is in the center of Berlin.

Vlad had difficulty meeting with Ludwig in person, considering he did not make an appointment first.

However, Mykola managed to solve the problem through diplomacy. He issued evidence to the receptionist before him, that Vlad was not an indiscriminate person.

“Eisenschwert also has many subsidiaries engaged in other fields, in addition to the automotive field. Call it a five-star restaurant and hotel spread across Europe. Sure you've heard of the Das Versteck network, haven't you? Tourism business network that includes resorts, restaurants, and hotels that I mentioned earlier,” Mykola explained at length.

“About information, Mr Vlad Ignashevich's business is not only in Germany. In Russia, he is also the official distributor of the most expensive drinks in the world,”.

“Imagine if you refuse to bring us together with Mr. Ludwig Stegen. You may be the cause of the failure of cooperation worth millions of Euros,” continued Mykola, still with his calm style and attitude.

“Mr Vlad Ignashevich and Mr. Mykola Vanko,” call the receptionist with a vibrating voice. Dropped by him said millions of Euros which is enough to make the receptionist frightened. “Good. Please wait a minute. I'll call Mr. Ludwig,” he said later.

“Ah, Mr. Ludwig Stegen is already waiting for you in his room, Gentlemen.” The beautiful receptionist stands up, then leads Vlad and Mykola to a special elevator that will go straight to Ludwig's room.

Dashingly, the two handsome men walked into the elevator. They waited until the elevator doors opened on the top floor of the building.

A well-tuned man, welcoming the arrival of Vlad and Mykola. The man opened the door for them.

There was a handsome, tall, well-built man waiting for Vlad and Mykola behind his desk. The man who looked like Vlad was standing gallantly, while hiding both his hands in his pants pocket. “Do I know you?” ask her with a cold and suspicious look.

“You should know us!” vlad with a very stressed tone. “I don't want to talk to you any longer. Just tell me where Altea Miller is, then I won't make your life miserable.”

The brown-haired handsome man stared intently at Vlad, then turned to Mykola who was loyal to his side. “So, you are the one who has ravaged my casino?”

“I can go further than that, if you are not willing to tell me where Altea Miller is,” Vlad threatened.

“Hm. So yeah?” The man named Ludwig was silent for a moment, then smiled cynically. “You certainly know the reason why I'm holding Altea Miller,”.

“Say how much Herbert Miller owes. I'll pay it off right now. I'll pay whatever you ask, provided you're willing to let Altea go!”

Ludwig thought for a while, before shaking his head. “No. I will not hand over Altea Miller, whatever money you will give me,” break up.

“You ...” furious Vlad got stuck.

“Are you aware of your decision, Mister?” mykola.

“Yes. I'm not letting go of Altea Miller. My feeling is that he can make a profit beyond Herbert's total debt." Ludwig smirked in satisfaction, as he saw Vlad's crimson face restraining his emotions.

“You have chosen the wrong enemy, Sir,” Mykola reminded.

“It's okay. I'm ready to face anyone,” said Ludwig imperious.

“Good. If that's what you choose. Do not regret, if one day I destroy everything you have until it is not left,” threatened Vlad firmly and emphasis. “Remember my name, Ludwig Stegen! Vlad Ignashevich will come back and make your life hell!” Vlad again issued a serious threat, before he passed from before Ludwig.

"I accept your challenge, Vlad Ignashevich," Ludwig replied coldly.

“Hopeful day, Mr.” Mykola nodded politely at Ludwig, before following Vlad's steps.

Ludwig only smiled faintly with a gaze that continued to follow the two handsome men, who had now disappeared behind the door of his study. He then exhaled slowly. Ludwig pressed the intercom button on the workbench.

“Helen, find out information about Vlad Ignashevich in detail. Give me a report. Soon!” ludwig's word to someone across the street.