His Devious Rule

Once they settled in the car and drove out of the mall parking lot, Alvin picked a file from the backseat and placed it on Anya's lap. "Take a look."

Anya obviously noticed his tugging brows and his silence over her stupidity. Opening the file, she brushed her eyes over the details of the people who are directors at the Imperial University.

Anya glanced at Alvin. He was well aware she would do thorough research on the people before stepping there. Then why was he giving her the details?

Flipping all the pages, Anya went through the details yet again. This time she caught the minor details, she should keep a note of. However, there was nothing serious that should need her immediate attention.

Keeping the file on the backseat, Anya held his free hand that was on the section divider. "Did something happen?" Something that she doesn't know.

Hearing her calmness beneath her words, Alvin wasn't sure what was going on in her mind. And she didn't complain or speak about Janet or their company reaching out to her.

"The Hanks were following you." Alvin simply stated and glanced at her petite face.

Her brows barely raised as she nodded, "Is there a connection between Hanks and Wilson or Hanks and Starlight?"

Alvin heard nothing as such. "No."

Anya concluded that the two groups of people were following her. Unaware of the internet article about her, Anya tried to assure her husband, "My dear husband, you already have so much on your plate. Why are you worrying about my mission?"

She has to create an image of a rich mistress, and spoiled wife to lower the guard of people. So going and having fun was a part of her mission. Whereas Alvin had company, his mother to manage and he wasn't letting her handle the Matthews family either.

She felt bad seeing him overload himself, just so she could depend on him and be safe. Her fingers intertwined with his and held him tight. "I will let you know when there is any trouble on my side. Trust me."

Even if she had a silver line of doubt in the mission, she wouldn't have taken it. She could understand it was hard for anybody to accept her job after knowing the depth of it. But she really wanted Alvin to forget about it for some time.

Easier said than done. Alvin never was close to anybody and he was afraid to lose them or see them hurt. It was all new and hard to just pretend he knew nothing.

However, work was never hard for him. So he argued for her words to get over the topic, "I have you on my plate."

Anya: "..."

Was he calling her for work? Or flirting with her?

She was confused for a moment before she noticed a sly smirk at the corner of his lips. She didn't know if she should smack him for evading her words or his silent acceptance.

Before she could say something, Alvin added, "Wearing some kinky clothes."

Anya's face flushed bright pink in embarrassment recalling 'the clothes,' She guessed there might be news of her shopping or Alvin heard about it. She played dumb as if she hadn't been shopping, "Dirty old man has bizarre fantasies."

Alvin halted at the red light and turned to his wife. He was aware she calls him old man because he was much experienced in sexual activity. He took it as a compliment.

Coming to fantasies, he was pretty sure that she would have imagined a lot of scenarios in her creative mind after looking at 'the clothes.'

"We can have a discussion on that." He deadpanned with a straight face. Then he watched her grasp his words, tried hard to keep an unemotional face but gave up as soon as his lips arced.

Anya bit her lip and looked away. She cried to herself. She didn't try to argue and make a fool of herself.

Without letting her come up with something stupid way to get out of her awkwardness, Alvin went close to her seat and said in a deep voice of trance, "Although I would prefer black wrapped around your curves, you would be jaw-dropping in red."

Anya: "..."

They had a whole lot of stuff to handle and her shameless husband was in the mood to tease her.

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The Matthews family was still under the raid as the company was too large. Casper realized how it feels to have people raid and sabotage the place.

He understood the saying don't throw stones while living in the glasshouse. Anya had just a small life and he had an empire. She was able to get rid of people quickly whereas he watched Benjamin being taken away by the cops.

Her actions showed him that Benjamin wasn't just a fool but he had betrayed the company with millions of money and dreamed of bringing his son to the Matthews Industries.

The Chief Officer who took a break in the evening was smoking when he saw Casper standing and watching the city. He took another puff as he approached Casper. He offered a cigarette and Casper accepted.

A few minutes of silence was filled with smoke before the chief officer spoke, "Mr. Matthews, the local cops might fear your power but the special officers..." He shook his head at Casper's stupidity.

The people who work in shadows without name or fame, serve quietly without boosting or showing off. As soon as they feel threatened, they could gather all their connections and show what true power was.

"Never offend them." The Chief Officer whispered his advice and walked away.

Embezzlement of a few million was nothing to a company that grosses billions of profit in a year. The mousehole had become the mountain as soon as Casper crossed Anya.

Casper gritted his teeth, refusing to accept the defeat by a mere raid on the company.

Was there really no way to take the upper hand?

Casper would never accept Alvin and Anya or anybody who could be undefeatable. He strongly believed that he doesn't know what could break the couple and their confidence.

Secretary Harrison could read Casper's expression. He wondered when Casper would learn that he was destroying himself.