His Devious Rule

Chapter 307 A Cheap Coffee Date

At Matthews Industries.

Suddenly everything went peacefully. However, it made everything seem suspicious. Cordelia passed her days watching the mansion living hall getting a new makeover. Casper doubted well-behaved, silent Gianna.

Not just in the Matthews mansion, Casper didn't prefer the silence of Alvin and also Anya. He was expecting Alvin to do something. Thus the quietness was too much to handle.

Unable to wrap his mind around anything, Casper picked the intercom and instructed his secretary, "Come to my office."

There was a knock on the door before Secretary Harrison entered inside with an iPad and a few files in his hand. Without waiting for Casper to question him, Harrison submitted the files, "Chairman Matthews, all our projects, the subsidiaries, and the contracts are going smoothly. We don't see a problem anywhere."

It was the second inspection by Casper in two days. Harrison could see Casper was getting more and more uneasy. He was more irritated all the time. Calmness and peaceful time seemed to just vanish from his life.

Was it a kind of revenge?

Honestly, Harrison was also waiting for a counterstrike from Alvin. This silence was so not like Alvin. And Anya? What were they waiting for? It was confusing, more like haunting them.

Casper shook his head, he wasn't going to believe Alvin's silence. "He is doing something." And they weren't grasping what it was.

Secretary Harrison was silent for some time before he spoke, "Chairman Matthews, are we going as per the plan of changing the dean?"

They were preparing to make Anya as temporary dean until they could have control over the couple and Zane. They also had a plan to convince the board of directors.

Casper pinched between his brows. 'Were Alvin and Anya silent for him to take action?' Judging these two's actions was tougher than planning a new business.

Taking how efficient Anya was in the PSR case… Wait. Anya is a cop… "Why is Anya Owen becoming the dean and leaving her job?" Considering how the cops were praising her, the commanding officer respected her, and Anya had a good reputation.

So why would somebody as influential as her want to be a dean?

The door of the office opened. A man in a business suit entered the room. He was in his forties and looked well experienced and refined. He answered Casper's question on his deduction, "She got a rich man to live off. Why will she work hard? She is eyeing the dean's position to revenge sister-in-law. Simple as that."

'Simple as that?' Casper wasn't foolish to assume that. If Anya wanted to live off the rich, she could have done that as soon as Zane was born.

If Anya wished for richness, she wouldn't have emptied her bank account, broken her fixed deposits, and all her savings on the villa when Alvin had a mansion to live in. That's the reason he wasn't able to understand this silence.

Harrison greeted the man when the silence enveloped, "Vice-president Matthews." Benjamin Matthews is Casper's cousin working at Matthews Industries as a vice-President.

Benjamin nodded at Harrison in response and placed a powered blue and white invitation card in front of Casper. Wasting no time, he solemnly reported the reason behind his appearance.

"There is an opening ceremony of a new company called Skylark. Apparently, they are staying low profile until the grand opening at the Majestic Clubhouse. The same day is the inauguration of the clubhouse. expecting every socialite and business personality at the parties."

Casper wasn't in the mood to worry about silly parties and startups. He was not planning to collaborate with anyone so he had no reason to attend. "You attend." He flatly refused to go and focused on the file.

Harrison excused himself.

Benjamin had news that the owner of the Majestic Clubhouse is an International businessman. He was expecting the owner of the Majestic Clubhouse and Skylark to be the same.

The clubhouse had become the talk of the city before the opening. Thus he was curious to see who that person was. Without the invitation card, he couldn't participate so he grabbed the card.

Benjamin was at the door when he paused and turned around, "Brother Casper, make sure to get Anya Owen's signatures on papers before letting her sit on the dean's chair."

A dean's position was a very powerful one. Risking it to a little girl would affect both the company and the Matthews family.

Although Benjamin doesn't get directly involved in anything about the main Matthews family, most of the work was handled through him so he was aware of a lot of stuff. He left without waiting for Casper's response.

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Meanwhile, Anya was running in the airport. She had thought Alvin would be back in four or five days when he said unfixed. He had left on Monday, the previous week and on the ninth day, Tuesday he was passing by Narnia so he dropped by for half an hour to refuel. Well, that's what she knew.

She breathed out loudly seeing Alvin sitting and working on his laptop in the private lounge. She couldn't understand how he always looks so perfect without a hair out of place. And she was itching to tousle his hair and make him look more homely.

Rob was first to notice Anya. When Rob moved away to give them space, Alvin closed the laptop before even lifting his gaze. His body relaxed at the sight of his Little Donut.

He used to think people made it a big deal when they could connect through voice and video calls. Watching her, he understood the video calls hold no weight compared to seeing her for real.

What happened in the nine days? Why was she looking fab?

If Anya had heard him, she would have definitely said, 'You have weird taste.' Because she was packed in warm clothes as the winter was merciless.

On a knitted top, she had layered with a multicolour thick scarf and a white cover-up that hardly left her fingers out of the sleeves. Paired with denim and boots, She had left only her face visible. The tip of her nose had turned red like a cherry on the vanilla cake.

Alvin looked at her hand which was holding a coffee cup holder. In the past few days, he learned what nagging was. Unexpectedly, he looked forward to it instead of getting annoyed.

Anya was glad he dropped by for a moment. She could hear her heart beating rapidly watching his eyes unmoving from her.

'What am I thinking? I came running from the parking lot.' She gave justification for her crazily beating heart, trying not to smile like a fool.

Ahhh… She had missed him.

p "Mind if I ask you on a cheap coffee date at the airport?" Anya asked, showing the coffee cups as her lips curled to a breathtaking curve and the dimple deep and cute.

Was she flirting with him?

Alvin didn't waste time judging her mellow voice that had a hint of mischief. He stood up suddenly. He cupped her petite face and captured her lips uttering no word.

Anya's eyes widened in disbelief. There were other people in the large waiting room. She should stop him but… but… She had missed this feeling. His lips were gentle yet firm sucking and nibbling her lips.

Her heart beating to the rhythm of his kiss, her body was never so alive before, yet frozen, melting to the delirious ministration of his lips on her.

His warmth envelops her like the best blanket, making her forget the world around them. Her eyes drooped, and her hand reached to hold him, returning his kiss.

Alvin's lips slightly curled against her lips before he pulled away from their longing kiss. He will have to send all the people away if he continues. Looking at her steely gray eyes, craving for more, he could only peck on her lips.

"Cold!?" He asked, pulling her into his arms. Just a few days ago she was going around in a skirt. Now her skin was cold as… Ice cream that he wanted to eat.

Anya hummed, wrapping a hand around his waist while the other hand was holding the coffee. Savoring the warmth of his body, her lips curled to a mischievous smile as she added, "My body warmer hasn't returned home yet."

Alvin: "…"

Despite knowing she was just talking about innocent hugs and cuddles, his treacherous mind made his body twitch imagining her underneath him. "Goofball…" He blamed her for her words instead of himself.

Unaware of his thoughts, she pouted, pulling her head away to look at his face. But her lips again curled up making Alvin squint his eyes, "What's cooking…"

Before he could complete it, she sweetly confessed, "I missed you." She could make a guess she was probably the first one saying that to him.

Alvin sealed his lips without confessing back. He could feel something filling his chest. It was warm, relaxing yet thrilling. Burying her back into his arms, he teased her instead, "Somebody couldn't live without me."

Anya smiled in resignation. She was going to make him understand all his feelings. Not to confess to her but to let him know himself. "Hmmm… Somebody could live without me."

Could he agree with it?

She will kill him right there.

He did long to go back to her, was it called missing her? Then he didn't want to leave again. Damn the money, he had enough to live their life luxuriously. Considering her lifestyle, a few generations could live comfortably.

Should he forget his business?

Brushing his nonsense thoughts, "Looks like you passed on your illness to me." That was his way of saying he missed her.

Anya: "…"

Why didn't she know missing a person is an illness?