His Devious Rule

Anya noticed when President Collins flinched at the sight of her. He seemed to read her thoughts. He squatted down in front of her. He hesitated before brushing her bed hair away from her face.

Anya didn't react as he always treated her like a daughter. He always worried about how she could manage work and look after her son. He had even visited her son with lots of Zane's favorite snacks.

"Anya, listen carefully." He whispered, "We got a call saying you have sold the information to somebody. I know somebody is playing behind the scenes. Don't worry, cooperate with the investigation and tell them everything. I will try to see who is behind it. Alright? Don't panic, I want my trusted subordinate to work by my side, okay?"

Anya was glad he believed in her. She wanted to say she had the information safe and they could go as planned. But when her eyes landed on Kyle Reynolds, she sealed her lips. Only three knew about the location of the information. She didn't leak to anybody, the President wouldn't either, So only Kyle was left. Kyle asked about her arrival and stressed about being with her.

'So is Kyle a mole? What about Alvin Matthews?' She thought about the naked man from the night. She decided to speak privately with the President.

Not only the criminal businessman, but they also have to catch the mole too with proper evidence.

Bernard was even more worried seeing her silence. "Anya, you have to be strong." He tried to encourage her.

Anya nodded.

Bernard questioned, glancing at the door of her house. He could see everything torn and tarnished, "Could you quickly change clothes?" He wasn't sure when she could be free from the investigation. She couldn't possibly sit in her nightdress.

"Everything is wrecked." She had seen her undergarments torn as if she might be hiding under a layer of cloth.

Bernard had expected it. He turned to his lady secretary, "Arrange a pair of clothes for Anya. Quick." He passed his orders.

He removed his wool blazer and draped it on her shoulders, to keep her warm and to avoid lecherous gazes. He carefully helped her get back on her feet asking if she was hurt. He was about to ask for shoes, he saw the shoe cabinet and broken heels lying everywhere.

Bernard deeply sighed in remorse. Anya knew what he was thinking. He wished he shouldn't have sent the information with her and put her in danger.

When Bernad left towards her place, he had thought of the worst possible state. Compared to that, she was in a lot better condition. But if they couldn't catch the culprit, she would be titled as the nation's traitor and punished with death.

"I am sorry, President Collins, I failed to meet your expectations." Anya sincerely apologized, lowering her head.

"Silly child," He faintly chuckled and nodded at the lady officers to take care of Anya.

None treated her like a criminal but she was a criminal as they didn't know she still had the information. "This way, Miss. Owen." The lady officer was respectful as she knew Anya and even the president treats her well.

Anya nodded and followed them. They got into the fourth black, bulletproof car. Anya sat down in the backseat.

Kyle was being sent to a different car, So he held back the officers, "Sir, I would like to sit with Anya. I have some questions to ask. I will give her some moral support. Please allow me." He lied without batting an eyelid.

The officers looked at each other. If those two were innocent, they will have to work together in the coming days. So looking at the long term, the officer agreed, "Alright."

Kyle thanked the officer and got inside the car to sit next to Anya. The latter suddenly flinched when Kyle sat next to her instead of the lady officer.

Kyle Reynolds, his family had their own business in the restaurant field. His elder sister and father are in charge of it and he was working in the admin department. The Reynolds family doesn't like Anya and they had faked a smile when she had attended a small celebration at his hotel with her colleagues and Zane. They think she had seduced their son due to family wealth while he was the one behind her.

"Anya… Don't look at me like that. I am also a suspect as only we knew about the location." His voice trailed off. He sighed in disappointment at her accusing gaze.

Anya wore the blazer, covered herself well, and sat silently. He may be innocent or maybe a mole. They won't get to know anything till the truth is revealed.

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Neither President's security nor Anya noticed a middle-aged man standing on the terrace, not far away. He was in a perfectly tailored expensive Armani suit.

Harper Johnsons, the chairman of the Johnsons and companies. The dangerous businessman Anya and others were trying to pluck out.

He gritted his teeth looking at the developments. He and his men reached there a few minutes later than President Collins.

There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes looking at the cars leaving. He couldn't believe Bernard ignored his identity, quickly and personally took care of Anya Owen.

He lowered the binoculars from his eyes and passed to the man next to him. His dark eyes glinted murderously, "Kidnap her."