His Devious Rule

At Oasis mansion,

Krystle had noticed Janet going toward Anya and Alvin\'s room despite being stopped by the housekeeper.

She had no idea why Janet was in the villa but she was sure Alvin wasn\'t gay to ignore Anya even after seeing her in a sexy nightgown. Alvin would undoubtedly have the feast of her alluring friend. Thus they shouldn\'t disturb the couple.

She caught Janet\'s shoulders and pushed her downstairs while the housekeeper stopped requesting Janet.

Janet shrugged Krystle and snapped at Krystle, "Who do you think you are to stop me from seeing my son?" Janet roared due to her emotional imbalance and fear, ignoring the elegance of a queen of entertainment.

Krystle was well aware of Alvin\'s past and Alvin\'s behavior and opinion towards Janet. Krystle felt like throwing up hearing her claiming Alvin as her son.

Grabbing Janet\'s wrist, Krystle sneered in Janet\'s face, "Giving birth doesn\'t make you a mother, Mrs. Wilson." This time, Krystle dragged Janet.

Helpless against Krystle\'s manhandling, Janet could only follow Krystle hearing her say, "Wait here. They will see you when they wake up."

Janet stumbled on her high heels and glared at Krystle. She wasn\'t stupid to argue with Krystle who was the daughter of Lewis. She never offended anybody deliberately and kept it that way.

Ignoring Krystle\'s words, "Sophie, bring Alvin and Anya downstairs." She ordered the housekeeper.

Krystle wanted to warn Janet but heard the housekeeper, "Mrs. Wilson, Master, and Madam were exhausted the previous day after the party. Please wait here." She was serving Alvin and Anya, not Janet.

Krystle snickered loudly at the polite way of showing Janet her place. Making sure Janet wouldn\'t barge upstairs, she went to take care of the little man who might run into Anya\'s room.

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Time ticked by. Janet was edgy and impatient to speak with Alvin. Casper was waiting for the news before Gianna was taken to the first court trial.

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It was eight in the morning when Alvin heard faint knocks on the door. Considering the unhurried, soft taps, he could guess it was Zane who didn\'t catch a glimpse of his mother yet.

His fingers tenderly caressed Anya\'s back over the thin shirt. Opening his eyes to the cozily sleeping wife in his arms, he stole a kiss on her forehead. Carefully and unwillingly, he unwrapped them from each other, without disturbing her sleep.

He got off the bed and went to the door. As he guessed it was Zane who had started his day in warm winter wear.

Zane would have tossed himself on his mother but seeing his shirtless father, he looked at the door and demanded suspiciously, "Chipmunk Monster, why did you lock the door?"

Since Anya had a habit of not locking the door and also advised the same for him when they were living in the villa, Zane doubted if Alvin locked the door to stop him from entering their bedroom to sleep with his mother.

Alvin leaned on the unopened door and mused hearing his little enemy. He stated the fact, "Because I was with my wife." Well, he might lock the doors more often in the coming days.

Zane didn\'t get what Alvin\'s words truly meant. Alvin\'s words sounded more like, \'You don\'t have a place here, kiddo.\'

He wanted to argue with Alvin that Anya was his mother first but controlled himself. He was there to take a look at his mother as she hadn\'t told him anything that she would be going anywhere so early.

He stepped inside the bedroom and saw a frame on the bed. Why was his mother sleeping so long? Sprinting to the bed, he climbed the bed and placed his hand on Anya\'s forehead.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he got off the bed and went in front of his father who was still at the door. "Why is my mommy still sleeping?" He asked in a low voice to avoid disturbing Anya\'s sleep.

Alvin glanced at his wife. It wasn\'t his mistake. His Goofball was just too hot to handle. He responded to the worried little man with the truth, "Exhausted and sleep-deprived."

Zane understood Anya needed sleep. He jumped to his next job. He updated what others didn\'t dare to report to him yet, "Mrs. Wilson came home early in the morning asking to meet you and Mommy."

Alvin despised his mother without understanding why she was there so early. However, he was amused hearing his son mention Janet\'s name instead of calling her grandmother or \'his mother.\'

Zane continued, "Kryst and Little Linus stopped her from coming upstairs. She is waiting downstairs speaking about…" He tried to decode what Janet was telling to Linus while Krystle was taking him for breakfast, "Something like stopping you and mommy."

Zane tilted his head looking at Alvin\'s face turning dark. He added, "Little Linus is also angry." He was curious about what was going on between the adults.

\'Also,\' Alvin quickly collected himself to his indifference but gritted his teeth. Should he be angry at his father or mother?

How could both of them be so self-absorbed?

He could ask the security to throw his mother out but his mother wouldn\'t stop pestering them due to her fear of leaking her unfavorable side.

He needs to deal with his mother on his own before Anya wakes up. "I will be downstairs in some time." He was in no hurry to break his mother\'s only hope.

Zane nodded and took another glance at his sleeping mother. He left the room as he remarked sarcastically, "Chipmunk Monster, I can teach you how to wear clothes."

Alvin: "…"

The bedroom was rather warm as he had increased the temperature. He wanted to respond to his little enemy as \'your mommy is wearing my shirt\' but held it to himself.

He was locking the door when he got a glimpse of Rob. He discerned there were some developments in the case or Casper was up to something else, he instructed, "Get me a mobile."

Rob subtly bowed his head. He was expecting the instructions of kicking Janet out of the mansion. He couldn\'t believe Janet was there to ask Alvin to take the case back.

Doesn\'t she know Gianna tried to kidnap Zane?

Does she have no idea what Alvin, Anya, and Zane had to go through all these years because of Gianna?

Talk about selfishness.