His Devious Rule

Anya's expression suddenly changed after looking at some details on the iPad. She pointed at the screen and voiced out, "This man Mr. Benton lost his son too…." She couldn't understand why Alvin would shortlist him.

Alvin half shrugged his shoulders. He responded nonchalantly, "That's his wife's first husband's son."

Anya: "…"

A cold ran down her spine. She didn't care in what circumstance they were married. But thinking if she had married somebody and that husband of hers disliking Zane, made her swallow hard and turn pale.

Alvin was sipping his wine when he noticed her expression and laughed, "I will not throw Little Brat to the ocean."

'Little Brat,' Anya pointed her finger at him and exclaimed in hysteria, "How dare you call my sweet son Little Brat!? You are the brat! A big stupid brat!" She snorted grumpily. Everybody likes her son. This was the first time somebody gave him such a name.

Anyway, she didn't think Alvin would kill her son. She will tell him he was Zane's biological father if their relationship worked out.

'Wait, am I thinking of being in a relationship with him?' She couldn't believe her thoughts smoothly changed after hearing him say that he wants her.

Meanwhile, Alvin had a childish thought, 'Little Brat, Big Brat, and Little Rascal. Interesting!!' Alvin leisurely enjoyed his wine without minding the new nickname. Well, it was better than being called a Bastard.

Quickly coming out of her thoughts, she reached out to Captain David. "I need footage of those politician families speaking with me on the ship."

The ship still had all the security cameras working. If what Alvin suspects turns out to be the truth, then Benton will lose his cool after hearing that she wasn't Collins but a cop.

Well, she wasn't a cop but a special officer with more powers.

Captain David responded and instructed his subordinates at the ship on the night shift to send him the footage.

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At Beach mansion,

The private dock of Alvin was about 500 meters away from the mansion. So Anya sat in the car, carrying sleeping Zane.

Anya watched the video Captain David had forwarded to her. When Anya said she wasn't a Collins, then the politician, Benton's face paled significantly and failed to bring his fake tears. She showed the video to Alvin who snickered coldly.

The culprit of the three murders was caught.

"Do you have a laptop?" Anya asked as soon as she drew up her plan.

Alvin had the laptop in the mansion but he was more curious about her little brain, "What are you planning?"

Anya's lips slyly arced up. She was confident to find evidence, then she would arrest Benton. Before that, "I will sow a seed of suspicion."

She will set the wife against her husband. If Mrs. Benton loved her son, she will know the truth herself and even hand her husband to the cops. If she loves the family name and her husband, she will stay silent.

Anya was providing a right to a mother to punish the culprit of her son's death.

Alvin watched the slender lady next to him. She was considerate of the mother, at the same time she was shrewd.

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Stepping out of the car, Anya glanced at the brightly lit mansion. It was larger than a villa but a lot smaller than the Oasis mansion. The mansion stood elegantly in the European style of architecture.

Her speed gradually lowered when she turned to the left hearing the sound of the beach waves. Her hand subconsciously reached out and held Alvin's arm when he was going ahead.

Alvin: "…"

Due to darkness she could see nothing and hearing the sound she could make a guess the beach wasn't more than 200 meters. It somehow reminded her of the monster waves she had seen under the lightning.

Zane likes the beach, so Alvin asked her, looking at her staring into the darkness, "Do you like beaches?" They could shift and stay in that mansion.

Anya took her hand away and looked at him. She bit her lips for a few seconds. The first time she saw the sea closely was when Alvin's flight landed on the island. The blue water and breathtaking view made her love the beach instantly. However, after experiencing the storm on the ocean and almost losing her life in the water, Anya decisively shook her head.

Alvin who witnessed her series of changes in expression let out faint laughter of tease and earned a punch on his waist. Before she could say something, Alvin's mobile rang. Zane was in Alvin's arms wrapped in his jacket. He carefully balanced his arm and fetched his mobile.

When Anya noticed him turn grim, she carried Zane from his arms and entered the mansion to give him privacy.

Alvin's expression turned colder when he heard Bernard's words while watching Anya's back who was speaking with the butler.

The butler of the beach mansion received Anya and guided her to the bedroom. Anya put Zane to bed, made sure he was comfortable before breathing a sigh of relief.

If Alvin hadn't told her they could stay back in the Coastal city, she would have rushed her work and hurriedly left the city. She was able to work smoothly because of Alvin, her son had a great day without her because of Alvin. Although she didn't get to spend a lot of time with her son, it still felt fulfilling to see Zane happy and learning new things.

"Mommy will spend more time with you tomorrow." She whispered, planting a kiss on his forehead.

She was drawing the drapes of the floor-to-ceiling windows when her eyes fell on a silhouette standing in the darkness facing the beach.

'What is he doing there alone in the cold?' She was worried. Zane had told her the beach was in the shape of a half-moon with hammocks around the mansion covered in tall trees.

Giving in to her worry, she grabbed a thick winter throw from the armchair and went out.

Alvin was sitting on the wooden lounge typing something on his laptop and Rob was walking away in a different direction when she reached Alvin. She draped the throw on his shoulders as she spoke, "Why are you working outside? Get inside, don't catch a cold." Her concern was obvious in her low voice.

Alvin looked at his shoulder when her slender fingers were trying to cover him. He looked at her in the darkness. Probably this was the difference between having his men and his Little Donut around him.

He could handle that cold but it felt undoubtedly good to be taken care of. He wasn't new to it. He had noticed her replacing the empty water bottles and snacks packets when they used to spend time in the library.

As soon as he sensed her taking a step to leave, he shifted the laptop aside and pulled her to his lap.

"Ahhh…" Anya squeaked and fell into his arms on his lap.

Rob, who heard the short squeak, was about to run to them when he saw their position. He and his team were still grim at the lady for playing Alvin. He snorted and went away.

On the other side, Anya flustered and tried to get up but his small tug was enough to end her up on his lap.

"Alvin… Alvin… Stop that… Alvin…" She cried.

Alvin gritted his teeth when she squirmed on his lap like a little fool she was. "If you move, I will eat you right here." He wanted to do it especially after voicing it. He could only cuss himself in his mind.

Anya froze at his cold tone that seemed to suppress his anger. Then her face turned grim due to his words. She was grumpy at him for even thinking that way.

Although he couldn't see her expression he could feel her fierce gaze and imagine his Wild Kitten's roaring little face. It somehow put him at ease and deadpanned, "Don't catch cold."

Anya retorted as she stood up, "I am not cold." She was wearing an overcoat.

Alvin suddenly stood causing her to stumble back. He forcefully removed her coat, fetched the mobile out while he rolled the coat into a ball.

"What the hell is wrong…" Anya's eyes widened when he threw the brand new coat she wore just that day to the waves. Her mind couldn't help but think that the price of that coat could feed a family for more than three months.

She was still digesting his actions when he pulled her on the lounge with her back against his chest. His arms were wrapped around her when she roared, "Alvin Matthews, could you be any more unreasonable?" She had a hard time digesting that he just threw the coat into the water to sit with her.

Alvin shrugged. It was just the tip of the iceberg, he could be more outrageous, absurd to do what he wants.

Alvin breathed the scent of her hair that had a flowery hint. He placed the laptop on her lap.

Anya saw the laptop and understood his intention. She pointed behind them, "Let's go in." It was really cold. Just standing a few seconds her face had turned bright red.

An unyielding tone sounded next to her, "No." If they go inside, she wouldn't let him hold her.

Anya controlled herself from facepalming. She opened his laptop and started working on it. It didn't take her long to use the information she read about the Benton family and send an untraceable message to Mrs. Benton.

Alvin exclaimed when she was done, "You have improved." Her speed, update on technology, and how smoothly she exited the network without leaving a trace were truly commendable.

Anya smiled as she closed the laptop. She was good because Alvin gave her a very good foundation.

Recalling the past, she asked him expectantly as his mood seemed to be good. He might grant her a response, "Why did you give up on your startup?"