His Devious Rule

Chapter 160 A Spy Camera

Another adventure of Little Donut with Alvin ended when the two safely reached the car where Mark was worried to death about his boss. Mark passed a water bottle to Alvin while Anya was busy with her phone calls.

Alvin heard Anya's cold tone rising that touched their ears. He wondered if she was facing some problem at her work, it wasn't like she was going to tell him anyway.

He got inside the car when her second call ended. She got in the car while she was on the third call. This time her aloofness had a hint of politeness. "Paxton is going out of the city, Senon. So dinner isn't possible…. …. Sure, I will get you breakfast… Go to bed soon… No, I have a little more work… Shh, sleep now." She ordered at the end before the call ended.

Anya caught Alvin's gaze and raised her brows. "You know lots of men." His displeasure was evident in his voice and on his face.

Anya: "…"

Because the department she works in has a majority of males. She truly wondered if he was the type to stop her from talking to every other man. He couldn't be that possessive, right?

? She didn't want to provoke him so she looked at Mark who was driving. "Please drive to Up-spring regency." The regency where she bought her first house. On the day of the stolen hard disk, she had noticed the secret camera which she had installed in her room was intact on the wall. So she was going to fetch it.

Mark didn't respond to her directly. He looked at Alvin through the mirror. When the latter nodded, he responded, "Sure, Ms. Owen."

Anya noticed their interaction and feigned ignorance. She was about to ask about how Alvin kidnapped her, Alvin continued what he had started, "Then why were you single?"

'Were? I am still single.' She shook her head in resignation and clarified to him, "I am not just single, Mr. Matthews. I am a single mother."

Even though many showed interest in her due to her looks and career growth, most of them backed out when they saw a little fellow in her arms or a baby cart calling her Momma.

Only a few men dared to still approach her. In them, most just wanted to bed her. Hence they couldn't keep up with her cold attitude and called her b*tch, sl*t, and whatnot behind her back.

Kyle was the only one who had tried to get close to her with clear intentions. But humans are greedy, they change with the circumstances. Thus Kyle ended up choosing the wrong route.

Alvin understood what she meant. Though Little Brat became his little invincible enemy, he never thought he shouldn't want her because of her son.

"I guess nobody likes Wild Kitten but me." He smugly exclaimed, leaving two in the car inarticulate.

Shaking off the thoughts, she curiously asked, "I had thrown you out of my home." He should have been angry. "You didn't know who I was, so why did you come to kidn… SAVE ME? How did you fool the President's security?" She quickly replaced the kidnap to save when he narrowed his eyes on her. She wanted a response instead of his annoyance.

Alvin felt it better on his ears. Right, he wasn't even sure she was Anya Owen. Why did he go to look for her?

Was it the guilt of leaving her in danger?

——A week ago, after stealing the hard disk. ——

At night, in the Oasis mansion,

The butler handed the hard disk to Alvin saying Linus had sent it. Linus stayed with one of his new flings so that his activity could be shown active and away from Anya Owen.

Alvin collected the hard disk from the butler and kept it safe. He got fresh and attended a meeting with a delegate from a country where it was daytime.

The meeting continued till two in the night. He dragged his exhausted body to the bed, only to toss and turn. Every time he closed his eyes, he recalled the lady's gray eyes which were repeatedly making him recall his Little Donut.

His hand reached to call Linus but paused.

Why was he interested in knowing about the Young Mommy?

Why was he wishing the Young Mommy to be his Little Donut?

He didn't like his behavior from the time he met that single mother. The gray eyes might be rare yet many have them. He doesn't have to link different persons as the same.

He sipped whiskey, staring into the darkness while his mind battled between going to check on the Young Mommy or not. Well, he decided to sleep at dawn.

However, whatsoever he failed to remove Young Mommy from his mind. Thus sleepiness didn't hover around him.

At fifteen minutes to six, he stood in front of the villa he was thrown out of. He noticed the windows open, fallen curtains, broken flower pots. Nothing seemed to be in place.

In shock, he was taking a step when he saw a silhouette running on the first floor. He didn't know why, but he went to hide.

He saw Young Mommy running out and slumped on the ground watching the broken branch of the tree. He assumed it was because he stole the hard disk. Not too late, his uncle and his whole team reached.

He breathed a sigh thinking she was safe as he had assumed that's the reason he went to see her. It would be a lie if he say he wasn't annoyed when he saw a man sit next to her because Alvin misidentified the man as Zane, the name she was whimpering in sleep.

He was going to the villa where he had parked his car when he noticed Harper leaving and his men following President's cars. That's when he discerned the hard disk information was leaked to Harper, and Harper's men probably attacked her house. Harper would definitely attack Young Mommy as Alvin had the hard disk so he followed her closely.

He witnessed the accident, saw her kidnapped. When he found the chance, he kidnapped her from the Harper's men.

———

Alvin would never tell how confused he was during that night.

How was he going to tell the accident and kidnap of the unknown woman had worried him as if he was losing something important to him?

He looked at the anticipating gaze of Anya and closed his eyes. "Wake me up when we reach."

Anya: "…"

Why should she always share everything with him but he never cared to respond to one of her questions?

She looked out of the window and watched the street lights. Sometimes his little actions flutter her heart, his efforts to help her melts her mind. But the way he ignores her or his controlling behavior stops her from proposing to date.

Now she was able to sit and bear with his ignorance. If they are together, will she be able to handle every time he leaves her unanswered? She doubted. She wasn't ready to get into a relationship and break up on a bad note, that will be too much for her to handle.

It takes about an hour to reach her villa in traffic since there were no vehicles and Alvin calculated it as a 30-40 minutes journey. He was annoyed due to the old car seats which weren't comfortable and couldn't adjust the seat to take a nap.

Alvin opened his eyes due to silence wondering if she fell asleep. He saw her watching outside. As the light flashed on her face, he could see her expression speaking her mood.

Anya felt her heart skip a beat when she felt Alvin's head on her shoulder. She was wondering if he was asleep when his low hypnotic voice floated to her ears.

"You should thank your eyes. They saved you." Although he had found her intriguing, a part of him tried to see his Little Donut in Young Mommy. Thus he ended up saving her.

Anya didn't respond. She couldn't see his expression, yet her whole focus was on him. Though he didn't respond completely, the uneasiness in her heart eased up at his brief response. So she silently sat without knowing what he was up to.

A few seconds had passed when she asked in a daze, "What if I wasn't Anya Owen you knew?"

'Would you have let me go?'

A good question, which Alvin didn't have the response to.

He was intrigued by the little feisty woman and more attracted after knowing she was his Little Donut.

So what would he have done if she was a different woman?

Alvin sat up straight and narrowed his eyes at her. He felt like she dug a hole for him to fall, just like those dramatic girls ask their boyfriends.

Anya awkwardly laughed realizing her question. Only 1 out of ninety-five thousand people have gray eyes. So the probability of her being Anya Owen is more than ninety percent. So it was valid for him to think of her as Anya Owen before knowing her name.

"Goofball," He deadpanned, seeing her embarrassed by her question.

He wasn't going to get sleep anyway, so he asked, stifling a yawn. "Why are we going to that villa?" It was all wrecked.

Anya casually answered, "I had installed a spy camera in the bedroom after throwing you out." She smiled helplessly recalling the whole week. This week had the most eventful days.

'A spy camera.' Alvin was impressed she was prepared for everything.

'In the bedroom!?' Alvin recounted carrying her out of the bathtub and putting clothes on her. His Little Donut will run away from him if she watches it.

He instructed Mark immediately, "Drive to Oasis." He added a reason for Anya, "I am sleepy." He planned to send his men and find the spy camera in her bedroom.

"Yes, Boss," Mark responded and immediately took a U-turn at the junction.

Anya: "…"