His Devious Rule

Chapter 157 Food For A Dog

Alvin watched her warmly packed from top toe in all black, just like him. She uneasily corrected her knit cap that had tucked all her hair in. As if she was trying to hide her gender.

But to him, in every angle, the delicate frame wrapped in layers of clothes looked like a lady. Not to mention she was on high heel boots.

Anya had dressed in a way she could blend into the darkness. Looking at him in all black, it felt like he knew her plan.

She glanced at the driver who was at the other side of the car. She went closer and whispered to him, "I am breaking into President's Quarters."

Gutsy! He thought "What a coincidence!! Me too." He played her. He wasn't going to take a no as a response.

"Alvin, it's not safe for you." If she is caught, she could use her identity and get herself out after getting harshly reprimanded and even suspended for a few days until her motive is proven. It would be a different scenario for a general citizen like Alvin.

Alvin narrowed his eyes on her. It wasn't safe for her either. President's guards could shoot at the sight of the intruder. Anyhow he played the weak card, "You are there to protect me."

Anya facepalmed. She had thought only she trusted him blindly. She couldn't believe he was taking huge risks without having any idea about the layout of the president's quarters. Doesn't he trust her too much?

On second thought, could she stop him?

No.

She turned around and looked at the mansion. She pointed to the mansion and ordered, "Climb to the roof."

Alvin got rid of his jacket without a second thought, "What if you slow me up? We should do it together then."

Anya snickered and sprinted to the wall. Alvin followed right behind her but to the other side of the door.

The driver's jaws hung open looking at the two adults.

Alvin used his strong arms and height to his advantage and climbed the building like climbing a rock.

Anya used her balancing skills and her gripping technique and climbed up as if there was an invisible ladder.

Within a few seconds, both dusted their hands, standing on the terrace while looking at each other. Alvin had a sexy smirk, proud of his Little Donut whereas Anya couldn't help but burst into laughter.

p Anya was trained whereas Alvin had learned for four years in the deep excavated sites. Instead of waiting for an electric puller, he would just climb up and down whenever they were getting artifacts at different levels.

The chauffeur was replaced with Mark who was second in lead to Rob. The latter was at the mansion to rest and also to ensure the safety of others, especially Zane.

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At half-past one in midnight,

In a dark corner, Anya and Alvin stood in front of a vast building guarded tightly by the special task force.

Anya made sure to get rid of his cards or other things that could leave a trail even by mistake. His jacket was also removed as it fluttered to the movements.

"Next?" He asked in the lowest voice possible.

Anya had goosebumps hearing him right at her head. She had checked the time when they got out of the car, "The guards shift changes in half-hour."

Alvin looked at the camera, "And that thing?" As far as he knows, every camera had a screen and viewer behind it.

Anya followed his line of sight and silently laughed. Senon took every camera under his control at half-past one. She patted his shoulder, "My dear young master, you should rather worry about the dogs inside." The dogs are well trained to catch notorious sneakers.

Alvin: "…"

Alvin had seen the military dogs at his Collins mansion. So he knew tricking those dogs was harder than tricking these guards.

He was about to ask her how they were going to deal with it, Anya ran, instructing him, "Now."

He quickly followed her on lightfoot without making a noise. She kneeled at the tall wall. Alvin had no choice as he knew they shouldn't waste a second. He stepped on her shoulder and jumped as she added her momentum.

He climbed up and gave his hand, she managed to leap and caught his hand. Anya continued to instruct as both worked together harmoniously.

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In Secret Service Bureau,

A huge, well-equipped hall had many screens. Most of them were turned off. Except for two sections.

Senon shifted the lollipop to the right side of his mouth watching Anya and Alvin on the screen. Melvin should have done that work but Senon, who sneak peeked into the chat of Anya and Melvin, begged her to let him work for her.

He was surprised to see Alvin matching up with Anya's speed, "Brother Melvin, Skye is still so fit without training. Isn't she?" His admiration was always for his idol.

Melvin, who was busy fetching some information at his desk, heard Senon. He didn't bother to turn around. He clicked a few buttons on his keyboard, and Senon's screen mirrored the second screen of his system.

He watched the screen for a good few seconds before humming in response. However, his brows knitted watching Alvin. He couldn't understand why she brought the man with her.

He wondered if Jason was aware of it because Jason will undoubtedly reprimand her. If Alvin and Anya were caught, Jason could bring Anya out but Alvin so it will become hard on Jason to manage the situation.

He looked at Senon who was admiring his idol, he was certain Senon would do everything to hide Alvin's presence from Jason so that Anya won't get the scoldings. Thus Melvin didn't instruct him on anything.

Senon suddenly cheered, "They made it."

Melvin shook his head in resignation and focused on his work.

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Alvin entered the room while Anya made the unconscious guard sit as if he was at work.

Under the dim light from outside, he could see a man sleeping on the bed with a warm blanket over him. Unlike the prison in the police agency, this room looked like a cheap but well-maintained motel.

Anya entered inside and locked the door. Standing by Alvin who hadn't broken a single sweat, she asked, "How was it?" It wasn't a new experience for her.

Alvin smacked her causing her to groan, "Did you want to become food for a dog?"

Anya rubbed her head giving him a dirty glare. If she had gone first, he would have been caught by the dog as she didn't have enough strength to pull his weight. He tugged her up on the tree, just in time when the dog reached their spot by sniffing their scent.

"How would you have climbed those tall walls alone?" He questioned as he removed her cap. Since she was completely packed, the beads of sweat broke out on her face due to strenuous activity.

He was about to tousle her hair, Anya shook her head to free her hair and feel the cold air. "I would have knocked out a guard and walked inside in his uniform." She shrugged.

Alvin: "…"

He realized he made things difficult for her. He didn't know the layout of the building or the mannerisms of these guards. And none of these guards spoke to each other or walked together so she couldn't follow her first plan with him. He caressed her head, regretting the smack he just gave her.

Anya simply smiled at his actions. She really appreciates his efforts to be with her to keep her safe. But it was also important to let him know this was her work, taking him with her doesn't have to make things easier for her.

She looked at Kyle Reynolds. Her expression returned to distant as she instructed Alvin, "Help me remove the window glass in the bathroom." She pointed to the door. It was their escape plan.

Alvin accepted the task without a word. He heard her notify him, "Don't turn on the lights." He didn't respond and entered the bathroom.

Anya grabbed the glass of water from the table and sprinkled some water on the face of the man, controlling her urge to splash the water on his face.

Frowning, Kyle rubbed his eyes as he sat up. He wasn't annoyed as many had interrogated him at random times.

He carefully observed Anya's cold face under faint light for quite a long time. He wasn't ready to believe his sight.

Anya was kidnapped right in the presence of the President's security officers. He had lost all hopes to see her as the interrogating officer told him that she had disappeared.

He was blaming himself for her death with the assumption Harper killed her. Hence he rubbed his eyes repeatedly doubting if he was dreaming of her.

Kyle didn't believe his eyes. He considered she was in his imagination as it wasn't the officers won't let them meet in the middle of the night.

Anya wasn't surprised looking at Kyle who was tidy and presentable despite being imprisoned for a week. Since there was no proof against Kyle, the treatment was also different.

"Kyle Reynolds, long time," Anya spoke to wake him up from his daze.

Kyle suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, with a rush of emotions. He was shocked, yet happy. He was worried due to the situation and also afraid of his offense. His hand trembled when he tried to reach her.

He stuttered, unable to accept the reality, "A-Anya, a-are you r-really here?"

Anya evaded his touch even if it was on her arm. "Come to your senses, Kyle Reynolds." She snapped at him.

Alvin peeked out of the bathroom and witnessed Kyle trying to touch his Little Donut. Linus had reported to him that everyone in the secretariat knows Kyle Reynolds having an interest in his Little Donut. He will keep every kind of pests away.

"Anya!! Thank god! You are alive." In excitement, Kyle rushed to hold Anya. The latter's attention was on the man who was taking long strides to her and pulled her to his embrace.

Kyle held air and looked at the man in confusion. A shiver ran down his spine as soon as he met the deadly glare of the man.

"…" Anya didn't sense any danger around them. So she was confused without knowing why Alvin hugged her.