His Devious Rule

Standing by the bed, Alvin looked away to compose himself. It felt like icy cold water suddenly splashed over him. His heartbeats were crazy while he breathed through his mouth to relax quickly. His thoughts from what they were doing to a kid at the door were too contrasting.

'Argh…' It was harder than he thought. He looked at Anya who got herself in the duvet too quickly. She doesn't have to look all flustered in front of her son. Smart move!

When his expression turned cold, he smoothly straightened his shirt and shoved his hands into his pant pockets. He turned to his little enemy who stood at the door and looked at them curiously.

'Lock the door.' The most important thing Alvin has to do from now on.

Zane looked at Alvin who looked strange to him. Anyway, Alvin didn't look upset anymore so he proceeded inside while looking at the slender frame on the bed. He asked in a low voice, "Did Momma fall asleep?"

Alvin saw her still unmoving, so he lied to send his little enemy out, "Yes." His restrained voice was deep and curt.

Zane pulled the duvet down Anya's face which was still flushed. Her lashes lightly quivered but she continued to pretend asleep.

Zane brushed the hair away from her face and placed his hand on her forehead and another on his neck. "Momma has a fever." His worried voice sounded.

Alvin and Anya: "…"

Unwilling to make him worried, Anya squirmed on the bed as she opened her eyes. Zane, who was ready to run to the bathroom, sensed her movements and looked at her concern, "Momma, you have a fever. Let me bring a wet towel and meds for you. Stay on the bed." He coaxed her.

Alvin looked at the little meatball anxious yet unfazed. Probably he would think about what to do but the little man accurately knew what he has to do while somebody is down with a fever.

Anya strained her hands to scoop him onto the bed, without sitting up. "Baby, nothing happened to mommy."

"Momma, you are slightly burning." He didn't believe her as he touched her forehead while sitting next to her. His expression changed, "Now, you are just a bit warmer than me, Momma." He was confused about how she had a fever a second ago and all was fine.

"I told you." Anya was glad he didn't worry more.

Zane looked at Alvin and then at Anya. His lips curled to a mischief arc before he smiled softly at Anya, "Momma, may I sleep with you tonight?" He laid down before her response.

Alvin: "…"

Anya didn't have a problem but knew a certain someone was displeased instantly. But she couldn't leave one for another. She was wondering how to convince both, Alvin's long arm reached Zane above her.

Anya's eyes widened in bewilderment when Alvin caught Zane's ankles in his left hand and wrists in his right. He lifted Zane like a wild prey hunted in the forest and shifted to the campsite to grill in the fire.

"Chipmunk Monster!!!" Zane roared at the cunning predator unable to move any of his limbs.

Anya couldn't believe her eyes. Will Alvin ever treat their son like the adorable baby that he was?

Wasn't he scolding her for not taking care of him well?

At this rate, Anya really doubted, Zane ever going to call Alvin as a Dad. "Alvin… Wait…"

'Thud,' She hastened to get off the bed but clumsily fell on the floor and rolled in the duvet.

Anya's lips twitched uncontrollably. If Jason gets to know she was this clumsy, she wouldn't get a job.

"Alvin… My baby…" She pretended to cry, sitting on the carpeted floor.

Alvin was distracted turning to her. He was leaving Zane on the floor at the door, in the hopes of closing the door immediately.

Nonetheless, his little enemy ran inside before he could even touch the door, "Momma… Mr. Mathews is bullying me."

Anya held back her laughter looking at Alvin fighting with her son. Seeing her Snugglebug running back to her, she announced, "Let SuperMom protect you."

Holding the edges of the duvet, she spread her arms like wings and caught Zane in the world of darkness where no one could enter.

Alvin: "…"

Alvin stood there like a man who just witnessed the two aliens doing unimaginable acts. He accepted his fate and pushed the door to close. He heard the two whispering something inside the duvet before both of their faces came out.

One stuck her tongue out at him and another one smiled provokingly, hugging her neck. One undoubtedly looked cute, Alvin imagined throwing the little one out of the window.

Without his words, both got on his bed and made themselves comfortable to sleep. Could he dare to say it was his bed and his room?

Zane sat up and pretended to be polite, "Mr. Matthews, your mattress is so big. You can also fit in. Sleep on this side." He pointed at the other side of him, away from his mother.

Anya and Alvin: "…"

Of course, Alvin could fit in. Why was her son specifying it? Anya looked at father and son wondering if she had missed something.

Alvin considered taking a small mattress that couldn't fit an extra kid on it. Then he hissed in his mind glaring at the little man on his bed with his wife. Unfortunately, his enemy was like him, his enemy might send him out.

As though Alvin's deduction has to be proved, Zane pretended to be thinking and pointed at the couch, "Or you may take the couch if you don't like to share the bed."

Anya almost choked on her spit. She couldn't believe her son was throwing Alvin out. She quickly buried Zane in her arms under the duvet, awkwardly smiling at Alvin before he could explode in annoyance.

Alvin breathed slowly accepting the fact that they had taken over his life, much less a bed or bedroom. He climbed to the bed on the other side and turned off the lights.

Seeing her hands reach out to him, how could he be satisfied with her hand?

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At the Hale company,

The sky was getting dark, the street lights were switched on. Most of the employees had left for the day. Hardly any vehicles were passing by hence the security guards were closing the gates when a car sped there, honking repeatedly. Right behind it, another car rushes inside the premises.

A man in his sixties looked at President Dalton and demanded for a response, "What the freaking hell is going on?" He had received a call saying he would lose the company if he didn't go.

President Dalton was petrified too. He received a call from Flora who was crying her eyes out saying she was dying.

Both stormed inside the office room. Flora's limbs were tied and mouth taped. She was lying on the floor, occasionally struggling to get away.

On the other hand, Logan was quivering like a life sitting on his knees for hours. His skin was pale in fear as he swallowed repeatedly.

"Princess…" President Dalton ran up to Flora without noticing others in the room.

"Logan, what the…'' Chairman Hale paused looking at Ean on the couch, crossing his legs. On an armchair, there was another man with an expression that sent chills down his spine.

Slowly small pieces joined to complete the puzzle. Ean Watson worked for Alvin, Alvin had a ruthless secretary. Flora was previously engaged to Alvin. He clearly deduced they offended Alvin Matthews.

His voice shook, he stammered when he asked Flora's father, "W-what is g-going on, President Dalton?" He assumed it was Dalton who offended Matthews.

"D-dad…" Logan feared his father too.

However, Flora shook in anger but the experience of being drowned repeatedly left fear in her eyes.

"Dad, that b*tch… that b*tch tried to kill me. S-she drowned… Dad, do something. She will kill me." Tears trickled down her eyes as she begged her father.

Logan used to pity Flora for the canceled engagement and lusted over her beauty. After offending Alvin, he was filled with nothing but panic. He didn't want his company or their family name to be ruined.

Forgetting Ean and Rob were in the room, Logan started blaming Flora. "Dad, she lied. They lied to us. No gold digger broke Flora's previous relationship. Flora and Alvin Matthews were never engaged. Flora never wanted to marry me. She was using me to get to Alvin."

Believing Flora's words, he had assumed Alvin would discard the gold digger like how rich heirs do. "S-She was inciting me to kill a young boy or else she wouldn't be able to marry me happily… That boy is Alvin Matthews's son… He caught…"

Both the elder men were shocked. They couldn't believe they tried to assassinate a young boy.

Ean and Rob looked at each other. They didn't expect they could get solid evidence against them by sitting there.

Flora cut in her hoarse voice and yelled at Logan, "How dare you blame me? I never told you to kill. I said I can't be happy if that b*tch and her son will be alive…" Well, that was her manipulation by words.

Both started arguing until Ean was bored and the elders were petrified.

"Quiet." Rob shoved his mobile into his pocket and stood up.

Ean stood up with two files in hand. When he got to know Alvin was going to attack the two companies or Anya would destroy them, he proposed the idea of acquisition to Alvin. The latter wasn't pleased with it, at the same time he wasn't satisfied with any punishment. So Alvin left the decision to Ean.

Ean tossed the files on the floor, "You two have two choices. Watch your company crumble to nothing. Or sell it to us." Obviously at a much lower rate.

Both the men went towards the door as Ean added, "The offer ends tomorrow."