Mr. Stegen: A Man with a Hidden Identity

Back to Germany

“Cuih! I'll never be willing to do that. Where may I work with a dangerous fugitive and the most wanted German federal agent like you,” Oliver refused.

Ludwig smiled wryly, turning to Petra who was busy eating bread from begging. He knew that it would be futile to persuade Oliver. Ludwig muttered softly. “Good. Then, talk to your daughter yourself.” Without warning, the handsome man with gray hair color gave Petra a phone handle, so he became excited when swallowing food in the mouth.

Petra slipping. He swallowed the food in a hurry. He also did not bring any drinks. “A-father ...” The girl almost choked, because of the food stuck in the throat. Petra rubbed her neck, and spoke again. “A-father. Forgive me.”

“How are you currently doing?” ask Oliver. Actually, he was very worried about the girl.

Suddenly, Petra burst into tears. The girl again showed her ability in acting. “I'm sorry, Dad,” said Petra on the sidelines. “I was forced to exchange your expensive birthday present for a piece of bread. I'm so hungry. You know that I'm not used to this kind of situation. Gosh darn. My life is dangling.” Petra kept crying.

“However, I can understand if your political career and your position are much more important. I'm not gonna hope for anything anymore. Maybe this is the last time you'll hear my voice. Please apologize and dear words from me to mom.” Petra was crying as though she was really hurt. In fact, at that time the beautiful girl was eating the remaining bread that had not been finished.

Ludwig could only exhale heavily, as he watched what Petra was doing. That girl is really sneaky.

“You've got me in trouble with your mother,” lamented Oliver upset. “Give Ludwig his phone,” tell the man.

Petra immediately returned the phone handle to Ludwig. Meanwhile, he went back to eating the rest of his bread.

“How, Mr Harald?” Ludwig smirked a little. His confidence grew again, when Oliver never answered his question.

“If viewed from the weaponry and members owned, it looks like they are a dangerous organization. Only certain groups with great powers would dare to threaten a defense minister. I became suspicious, lest the group actually know each other with you?” ludwig returned with a small grin. Meanwhile, Petra seemed to not care about their conversation.

“Do not know you!” jakak Oliver did not accept.

“Then why are they after your daughter? What's the matter between you and that dangerous group?” fret Ludwig regardless of Oliver's attitude. “I'm waiting for your explanation, Mr. Harald. The coin is almost gone. I don't have any money left,” he said when Oliver never answered.

“Alright! About two hundred meters to the north, you will find a grassy field bordering an empty settlement on the outskirts of the village. Wait there with Petra. My men will pick you up,” Oliver said after a moment of silence.

“Thank you, sir,” reply Ludwig while smiling with satisfaction. He's never been that happy. After a long wait, Louis returned to Germany.

“What did my father say?” ask Petra curiously. He had already finished all the remaining bread in the paper bag earlier.

“Later I'll tell you. Come.” Ludwig immediately pulled Petra's hand. He took the girl away, towards the point of location Oliver had already mentioned. Arriving there, a small-sized reconnaissance helicopter was waiting for them.

“Please go up and install your aviation equipment,” said one pilot giving directions, when Ludwig and Petra were already standing on the side of the helicopter. Without wasting any time, the two of them instantly went up. The helicopter flew after the pilot confirmed that Ludwig and Petra were in a safe position according to flight procedures.

Fifteen minutes later, the helicopter landed on the roof of a five-storey building on the outskirts of Munich, Germany. A man in tactical uniform, greeted and helped Petra get off the helicopter. He also directed Ludwig to go down the stairs to a fairly large workspace.

In the room, Oliver and a few others were already waiting with tense looks. Petra's father got up from his seat, when the person he was waiting for had arrived there.

“Hans! Check first the condition of my daughter and her fetus. Then we turn to the fugitive,” Oliver said, to a man in a white shirt standing not far from the desk. The man named Hans immediately nodded respectfully, then approached Petra.

“I dare to make sure that your daughter is not pregnant, Sir,” reports Hans carefully, which instantly makes Petra's pretty face turn deathly pale.

“Not pregnant?” reset Oliver. “Not Petra ...” The middle-aged man knitted his eyebrows, while turning his attention completely to the princess. “What kind of joke is this?” his jolt.

“Ah, the ..” Petra could not hide her nervousness. Many times, the beautiful girl scratched her non-itchy head. “I deliberately lied so that you were willing to bless us,” Petra's pretext in the end.

“As you know, Dad. I love Ludwig so much. So is he. I don't even care if he's a fugitive. We need each other,” Petra continued full of confidence.

“Gosh.” Ludwig clucked slowly while shaking his head.

The other with Oliver. With a dead red face and clenched hands, he approached Petra. “What are you thinking? You stupid boy!” his jolt. “How long have you known this guy? Don't you know if he's the most wanted man by federal agents?”

“My job is just vacationing and partying. How do I know if Ludwig is a fugitive? After all, who would have thought that this handsome man was a criminal?” Petra's eye tails pointed at Ludwig. He showed me some really bad body language.

“You're a criminal, Ludwig Stegen. My friends would be envious, if I introduced you to them,” he said without thinking, that he was in the presence of Oliver and some secret soldiers of his father's trust.

“Dragon your attitude, Petra!” jolt Oliver again. He was no longer able to hold back his anger.

“Ah, almost forgot,” Petra said suddenly. “Adeline is still in captivity with those criminals. Can you order these men to save her, Dad? He is my good friend.” After days, Petra recalls her best friend, who accompanied her on a vacation to Austria.

Oliver snorted in annoyance. “You're really troublesome. I hope you can keep your mouth shut about what happened to you in Austria.” Oliver's tone was full of emphasis.

“Can we go back on the main topic, Mr Harald?” sela Ludwig is getting impatient, with the drama created by Petra.

Oliver closed his eyes to dampen the emotions that almost reached the crown. He took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. After that, the middle-aged man opened his eyes again and turned to Ludwig. The sharp highlight was directed directly at the gray ash-haired man earlier. “Say your offer!” said Oliver.

“I can eradicate organizations that have disrupted your peaceful days. In return, cross my name off the federal criminal list. In addition, return the company that is legal to me."

Oliver thought for a moment before responding. An idea flashed in his mind. “Are you sure?” ask the man.

“Whatever I will do to clear my name,” Ludwig asserted.

“What if you fail your mission?” cibir Oliver's. “Tell me one thing. This organization you're about to run into is no ordinary mafia group. Their power is above you.”

“What are they doing?” hiss Ludwig squinted his eyes.

Oliver smiled faintly. He noticed Ludwig's expression first, before answering the handsome man's question.