His Devious Rule

The reporters were busy giving their elaborated reports for more screen time on their channels while waiting for Wilson to arrive with the cops and Alvin to leave the police station

They had suspected Alvin was a criminal and Anya gave up on him when she left alone without waiting for Alvin or sending any lawyer. So they wondered if Anya would return.

It didn't take long when the Rolls Royce came to a halt. The reporters who were rudely questioning Anya earlier paid extra attention to their words. However, Anya didn't give a damn about any of them.

As if her calmness was just a facade so long, she rushed inside the station and looked around, hiding her desperation to reach Alvin.

Rob: "..."

Alvin was nowhere in sight. Anya didn't care to ask permission to enter the restricted area. She quickened her footsteps and started checking all the interrogation rooms while other cops were too stunned to react to her actions.

She pushed another door without knocking when her gaze fell on the man whose eyes were fixated on the door, as though he knew she would come.

Alvin noticed her subconscious habit of holding her breath. Her face had turned slightly pink, especially around her nose due to the cold. Her eyes relaxed at her sight without hiding her emotions.

They were supposed to take Zane on vacation before her next mission starts. But they were running around work and to the police station. He doesn't remember a day when she relaxed without worrying about anything.

He glanced at his wristwatch. It was half past two. Much faster than he expected. "I am famished." He complained lazily despite seeing her worn out and disturbed.

Anya left the breath she was holding and took a shaky breath. She truly hoped Janet would reveal the truth even after hearing Janet and Wilson's conversation. That would have been a smart move and Janet could have saved herself, her children, and her career by sending Wilson behind the bars.

Had she lost her mind to lie?

How could Janet think the Collins family would be quiet as in the past years?

Did she think people would only believe and invalidate others' statements?

How could she think Wilson's heinous plan would succeed?

Anya destroyed Wilson but Janet chose to destroy herself.

Keeping Janet's teen children apart, Anya felt terrible for Alvin when they heard Janet agreeing with Wilson.

Little Boy Alvin had lived in fear that the world would know his truth. Teen Alvin kept running away from himself and hated himself because of his birth history. Young Alvin had become cold, prepared to face the truth. Now the whole world learned the ugly truth.

He dislikes when people pity his life and now everyone knows the hell he lived through. Anya refused to believe he wasn't affected by all these even when he looked calm.

Will all these developments bring a drastic change in him?

She didn't know how to help him out of these. Her mother said not to crowd Alvin and give him some time. Her father asked her to take time to accept the situation.

But she wanted to be with Alvin. She neither wanted to ignore talking about the problem nor Alvin. If he needs space, she would gladly let him take time.

Stepping closer, her arms coiled around him, and hugged him tightly. She wasn't probably easing him but herself. If Wilson was a bit smarter, he could have put them in huge trouble. Just the thought of it made her heart shudder.

Alvin had witnessed her sea of emotions. He embraced his wife and comforted her in silence. She was feeling his part of pain, anxiety, and sadness.

Was he truly unaffected by these?

Alvin wasn't sure. Casper and Janet created nothing but a hole in his life. He couldn't fill it with any emotions. Compared to them, Gianna became a part of his life when he was growing up. Nobody ever gave him attention as much as Gianna.

"Little Donut…" He mused when she tightened her arms and sniffled hard. He tried to pull her head to face her but she refused to move her chin from his shoulder.

He held himself back from teasing her. "Are you crying?" His soothing voice was low. He shouldn't have probably let her handle the couple despite knowing their drama.

Anya pursed her lips, drying the moisture back to her eyes. She wanted to be his support, why was she sad? 'Argh.' She complained grumpily, "It's cold." Her nasal voice sounded.

Alvin tried to pull her away but stood frozen when Anya easily snuck under his hoodie without showing her face to him. He heard her hum and added, "It is better." There was a hint of mischief in her tone, as a soft sigh slipped her lips.

Alvin: "..."

Wasn't she worried about the camera, monitor room, and somebody barging inside the room anymore?

He wasn't sure if he was shocked or amused at her actions. Wrapping a hand around her, he rubbed her head, "My dear wife, who taught you this?" He indulged her without forcing her out of his hoodie.

She promptly responded, trying to fake a delighted voice, "My baby." When she was cuddling baby Zane, she used to zip her jacket to keep him warm in the cold. He had learned from it.

Alvin imagined his little enemy getting cozy with his wife. Such a rascal. Anyway, "Didn't he learn from you, Ms. Owen?" He teased her. He was glad she was able to gather herself recalling his little enemy.

Alvin felt her head move. He peered through the small gap at his neck and caught her gray eyes brightening like a full moon in the dark sky. She pouted, "I never had one to do this with." She was trying to relax him.

His hearty chuckle filled the room, bringing a faint smile to her face. She knew he liked her childishness. So she decided to make him happier.

Alvin likes everything about the woman in his arms. So he deadpanned, "I guess I will have to get a size large from today."

He was enjoying his sweet little wife's attention for some more time but suddenly he paused when her expression hardened.

Anya turned to him at the door. She knows Alvin wasn't like his father or stepfather. But life is long, nothing is permanent, and time and situations change people. If one day they turn into archenemies, she wanted Alvin to know, "If I was in Janet Collins's shoes, I would have stabbed Wilson to death." She was dead serious.

Alvin almost choked on his spit. He smacked her first for letting her thoughts run wild and pulled her to his embrace. He didn't expect Wilson's words to impact so much on her. He wasn't an idiot to threaten her with their child.

Did she act as a silly wife to ease him up?

"Goofball."

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On the other side of the city,

Casper was worn out when he was finally allowed to leave the office. Although his office had the facility to rest and freshen up, he realized the importance of home.

Sitting in his car, he closed his eyes, cursing Anya Owen in his mind. His attack on her house was in vain but her reaction drained him and his company.

Secretary Harrison, who switched on their mobile phones, placed Casper's mobile on the next seat of Casper and went through his phone. Both had no idea about the storm that had hit the nation and dissolved.

Harrison was dropping messages to his family first, then checked some emails. He needed rest but they have to handle the media and bring the company back on track as soon as possible while cooperating with the officers to complete the raid.

Casper's mobile started ringing. He lazily glanced at the display and saw it was Martin Cox. He had asked Martin to fool Linus into an agreement to gain control over Alvin.

Casper immediately answered the call hoping to find an upper hand against Alvin Matthews, "Martin!?"

[Casper, meet me at Cafe Hive. I need to report to you something important.] Then Martin's call ended.

Casper was too exhausted to get offended by Martin Cox. He wondered why they couldn't speak over the phone.

Little did Casper know, Martin was frightened after meeting Anya and scared witless to use his phone after watching how Wilson was stripped off in front of the world. He didn't dare to go against Anya's instructions.