His Devious Rule

Pushing her thoughts away, Anya had to compose herself quickly when Zane dropped his head on her shoulders without voicing his struggle.

Zane never asks them anything. He only asked them to attend the Christmas party as a family and Anya wanted to fulfill his wish. She wasn't going to give him a reason as Alvin was busy; unless it was a dire situation.

Leaving the little man on the floor, Anya felt a sharp tug in her chest looking at Zane's fallen face. Caressing his sulking face, Anya didn't give him another false hope if Alvin truly couldn't join them.

Thus she tried to divert his attention, "Baby, could you please help me pick a dress for the party?" She hummed pretending to be thinking of color and pointed at his bowtie. Her voice chirped to cheer him, "Red color please!"

Zane forced a smile and accepted his task, "Yes, Momma." He turned and went into her room as his smile faded. He hadn't expected Alvin to bail out of the party. He tried to understand as Alvin was busy but it didn't stop him from feeling low.

Anya stood up and addressed Rob as she went to the study room, "I will speak with Alvin."

Rob silently followed her. He noted many complex emotions but nothing extreme. So he wondered how Anya would handle the father and son situation.

Will she demand Alvin to drop his work and follow her to make Zane happy?

Strangely, Rob didn't hate that. Because he didn't like the Matthews family who was again taking Alvin's family time.

Anya's hand paused from pushing the door open. Considering Alvin might be busy, she knocked on the door first and pushed the doors.

She caught three pairs of eyes on her. One was casual, another had a bit of annoyance for the disturbance, and Alvin's eyes were cold. She didn't bother with their gazes or thoughts.

As she stepped inside, she went straight to the point, "Alvin, we need to get ready and leave." Her unyielding voice was distant and sharp.

If Alvin was busy, she wants the reason from his mouth. She didn't want a relationship where they would need an assistant or secretary or third person to pass the message between them.

Ean's brows tightened and glanced at Rob behind. Alvin just instructed Rob, why she was speaking the same thing. Whereas Liam read the unsaid words and turned to Alvin.

Alvin silently stared at Anya for a few seconds. Her dissatisfaction was evident on her face but she was forcing herself to be calm to learn about his work. He had thought his presence might not be necessary at the kids' Christmas party.

He shut the file and simply stated, "I have plans with my wife." He stood up and went to Anya ignoring baffled Ean and speechless Liam.

He didn't care about the importance of the party, he would rather be with her instead of solving his halfbrother's trouble. He didn't wish Anya to be sad or annoyed.

Anya was honestly surprised. Alvin wouldn't have instructed Rob if it wasn't important work. Although Zane ranked first, she shouldn't ignore her husband and his work.

Glancing at Liam and Ean, "Work?" She asked in a low voice.

Alvin tugged her out as he responded loud enough to reach the other sets of ears, "It can wait, Little Donut." It wasn't his plan to start with. He was preparing to watch the Matthews family reduce to nothing but another wealthy family with no power.

He solely agreed to give a hand because of Liam. The man who always fought his mother for him. Although Liam's efforts didn't quite help him in any way, Liam still stood by him.

Nevertheless, his priority will always be his wife who could turn the world upside down for him.

Anya beamed after hearing him. She was glad that Zane would be elated to see Alvin. Anyway, she updated the two men inside the study room, "I will return my husband in three hours." She could manage alone at the Lewis party.

Ean narrowed his eyes at the two frames that disappeared from his sight. He strangely mimicked the husband and wife, "My wife… My Husband…" Changing to his voice, "Are they obsessed over each other?" He felt a cold run down his spine recalling Alvin's indulgent tone and Anya's chirpy voice.

Liam took a few seconds to hold his horses and relax his nerves due to the short time. Then his lips faintly curled. He was glad neither he nor Alvin turned out like Casper or their grandfather who never loved their wife and respected the relationship.

Three hours? Liam decided to go back to his wife and daughter. It's just a pity that he won't be able to celebrate his daughter's first Christmas.

…. In the bedroom ….

Anya quickly filled in Alvin as they entered their bedroom, "Zane was looking forward to bringing you. I don't want to disappoint him. Or else I wouldn't have disturbed you."

Then she suddenly jumped in front of him and swore, raising her three fingers, "I promise to send you back by nine." The kids' party ends quickly as the kids' night routine starts early.

Hearing her justification, he realized that he shouldn't cancel any plans with his little enemy, how negligible it might be. Making Zane sad is the same as hurting Anya. So he didn't mind working overnight instead.

Looking at her silly antics, he had just grabbed his wife's head to kiss her, a voice sounded behind her, "Momma…" Zane paused and watched his father shaking his head.

Was his father going with them?

Zane wanted to get happy but heard his father, "I want to know the sensor you fixed on this little brat."

Zane: "..."

Anya giggled when Alvin sighed at the perfect timings of Zane. Both turned to Zane who narrowed his eyes at Alvin and crossed his arms over his chest. "Weren't you busy, Chipmunk Monster?" He scoffed, refusing to accept he was sad a moment ago.

Anya: "..."

Alvin accepted the taunt from his mini version. He strode to the little man and held him like a sack of potatoes as he took Zane inside the walk-in closet.

Zane: "Chipmunk Monster, let me down. I won't bring you to the party."

Anya: "..."

This father and son were really out of her expertise to understand them. She just hoped the night to pass through without more troubles.