His Devious Rule

After about two hours, Alvin saw Wright leaving alone without his friend. Shortly Bernard came out but he couldn't even bring himself to look Alvin in the eyes. So he left with his security and secretary Baker.

Another hour passed. Rob, who was at the side spoke, "Boss, why don't you wait inside? It's cold here." Linus wanted to be alone so Rob stayed back.

Alvin checked the time. He couldn't understand what she was still doing inside.

In a short time, he heard faint footsteps. Turning to the entrance of the building, he saw his Little Donut finally coming out of the gloomy building. But… she was frowning hard, her lips were pressed to a thin line and she looked annoyed.

Anya lifted her gaze when she almost reached the car. Her eyes brightened when they fell on Alvin. It had been a minimum of three hours. Anya wouldn't even dare to dream of Alvin waiting for her for so long. Much less see him leaning on the car, right in front of her.

She was glad he wasn't mad at her for bringing him, Linus, and Bernard to the court. Her toes itched to run in front of him and ask, 'Why are you still here?'

But the amusement and delight that crept into her heart were overtaken by the annoyance. Her eyes darkened and the frowns were back on her face.

Rob reached out to Anya, "Ms. Owen, let me drive."

Anya handed the car key fob to Rob. She wanted to be alone but going out of the premises was about half a kilometer, and she won't get a taxi easily either. She didn't want to go with Jason so she went and sat in the car.

Alvin and Rob: "…"

Her every movement was roaring her sour mood. Alvin got in the car without bothering about it. It was good that she didn't hide her mood and pretend to be fine.

"What happened?" He asked, breaking the silence.

Anya glanced at him. Her mood was at its worst. She might say something horrible that she won't mean. She wanted to cool down before speaking with anybody.

Driving, Rob was inarticulate when he discovered something. Alvin wasn't the one who was ignoring somebody but Alvin was being ignored by somebody, yet Alvin didn't lose his cool.

'This woman is truly something.' Rob thought.

The security was about to take a look at the car when they noticed Anya inside the car and opened the gates.

After ten minutes of absolute grave silence, she finally opened her lips when the car reached the city roads, "Pull the car aside."

Alvin didn't force her to respond to him so that she could relax. He wasn't going to leave her on the road. He lazily countered, "Don't." And this time she won't be able to give him a heart attack by opening the door of the moving car.

Anya's frowns deepened but she sounded extremely calm, "I have some work, Alvin." She lied.

Alvin could guess it wasn't about work. Something was bothering her. "I will take you there."

She was bottled up. She needed to vent out, probably cry or just scream out or just stay alone but this man was stubborn to provoking her. "I will go alone."

He would have let her go if she looked fine but she seemed like she was holding the edge of the straw. "I will drop you."

And her composure snapped. Anya lifted her hand to punch him but he held her fist. She was further annoyed for losing against his strength. She lifted another hand and he caught her smoothly.

"What do you want?" She screamed, more like crying out as her eyes turned red and filled up.

"Stop the car," Alvin instructed looking at her state.

Anya thought she could leave and tried to pull her hands away but he held her firmly.

Rob pulled the car aside and got out of the car on his own.

"..." Confused Goofball watched Rob and turned to Alvin.

Alvin left her little fists, held her waist, and pulled her closer as her body turned to face him. He couldn't put his finger on the cause as Bernard wasn't also in a good mood when he left. He doubted her chief bullying her.

"What's wrong?" He sounded so gentle that even he doubted if it was him.

Anya tried hard to hold back. She had thought she would scream or use harsh words or scold Alvin in frustration but why were her eyes stinging?

She felt the same helpless Anya Owen who couldn't stand for herself even after five years.

Watching him patiently wait, without forcing her, her stubbornness melted down, and sniffled hard, "President Collins wasn't punished." A feeble whine sounded in the car.

Faint frowns appeared on Alvin's face when he heard about Bernard but he didn't find it surprising. He reached out and gently wiped her tear when it rolled down on her cheek.

Anya continued without bothering as she was speaking about his maternal uncle, "If he hadn't planned these, none of these would have happened but Chief Justice and jury members didn't take any actions against him.

What is the use of punishment which says he isn't allowed to be in politics again? A president isn't allowed to work anywhere after his term.

He put so many people in danger, I almost lost my life. Isn't it unfair that he could escape everything because he is the current president of Narnia?

How could they just ignore his mindless scheme of becoming the president another time?

Would they have done the same if he wasn't the president?"

He heard her words between her sniffles, wiped her tears without commenting anything.

Recalling Officer Owen who was shutting everyone up, he felt bad seeing her disappointed at the end. Her hard work wasn't completely effective.

He tapped on her nose. "Life is never fair, Little Donut." If a family could be unfair, how could a world filled with unpredictable humans be fair?

He fetched a tissue box while hearing her grumble, "But- But this never happened before. I truly believed, unlike a regular court, the Secret court would never bother about power or the identity of people. I was so proud to be part of the team." Now she felt let down. She hated that she will have to complete the PSR case.

Alvin was about to wipe her face, she took the tissue and did it herself. Since she was unsatisfied with the verdict, "So what's the plan?" If there was something he could be helpful, he was ready to give her a hand, ignoring Bernard was his uncle.

Anya felt a bit better after complaining to Alvin. So she thought he asked about her plan for the day. Her eyes fell on the fast-food restaurant. She hadn't eaten anything from the previous day after hearing about the resignation.

If she knew this was going to be the result of her hard work, she would have happily resigned and eaten well. She sulked, leaning on the backrest. "I am hungry."

Alvin: "…"

He wasn't quite sure if she diverted the topic. Looking at the Wild Kitten in a bad mood, he didn't ask more. It was late afternoon so he thought to feed the hungry Kitten first. He knocked on the car window.

Rob got inside, "A fine restaurant." Alvin instructed.

Alvin looked at her sulk on the way to the restaurant. She ordered food and he watched her fill her stomach. She had a good appetite and it was appetizing to see her eat.

Then she was forcing herself to stay awake while on the way to her office. Although the silence was soothing, Alvin wanted to hear her say something, even some nonsense, or argue over the stupidest thing.