His Devious Rule - Chapter 172

Standing between the containers, six men weren’t visible to anybody. Despite guessing those people weren’t the cops, Harper and his secretary were desperately hiding their dreads.

The four men looked at each other. A tall man in them fished his mobile out and dialed a number. He extended the mobile towards Harper when it started ringing. They didn’t find any necessity to speak or treat the man in front of them well.

Harper uneasily accepted the mobile looking at the stoic faces of the men. Other than Anya Owen, who else could be keeping an eye on them?

Bernard Collins?

But Harper didn’t have the hard disk so why will Bernard waste his time on him?

With innumerable thoughts running wild in his head, Harper kept the mobile at his ear and the call was answered.

[Follow them, They will take you to international waters.]

Harper’s brows tightly knitted at the man’s oppressing tone. He first digested the words and realized the person behind the men wasn’t his foe but helping them.

Before a smugness could adorn his face, his eyes widened in disbelief identifying the voice of the man. He loudly gasped the name in shock, “Casper Matthews!?”

He didn’t kill Anya Owen so he never in his dream thought Casper Matthews could help him at the neck time.

Casper merely grunted in an interested tone before the call ended.

Harper was standing frozen while thinking what could be the reason behind Casper’s helping hand.

‘Enemy of an enemy is a friend.’

He snickered and decided to pay back the man by killing Anya Owen.

Harper’s secretary was no less shocked to hear Casper Matthew’s name. He rubbed his cold but clammy palms on his pants repeatedly in nervousness. He didn’t want to go away from the country as his family was in Narnia. But Harper wasn’t in the state to listen to him.

The tall man noticed the mobile screen on and off. He snatched the mobile from dazed Harper while a man in a denim jacket coldly spoke, “The cops are on the ship. This is the last chance for your escape.”

Initially, Casper’s men thought to watch over the escape of Harper. If the latter successfully leaves, he wouldn’t need any help. However, they noticed Cops keeping an eye on Harper at many crucial points as if they knew Harper was going to use this method.

However, the cops failed to keep an eye on the truck.

Harper’s brows slightly trembled hearing cops were on the ship. Thanking the man behind the scenes, he and his secretary unquestioningly decided to follow the four men.

It wasn’t like they had any other choice.

“Do you know how to swim?” A muscular man asked Harper without bothering about the secretary. The latter wasn’t as important as Harper.

Before Harper, another man spoke, “We will just hold them until we get on the boat.”

Thus a man held Harper and took him between containers and jumped to the water. The secretary flustered and followed behind them. Harper didn’t know how to swim but the secretary did.

Just six men jumped to the water where the depth was really large. Soon a small boat reached them and six got on the boat. Four men wore life jackets as if they were on duty, Harper and his secretary were lying down with spare lifejackets and tubes over them.

Soaking wet in salty water, smelling awful, and lying on the dirty surface of the boat, Harper didn’t forget to cuss Anya in mind.

Soon the boat reached a speedboat. Wasting no time, the speedboat raced to leave the country waters.

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Meanwhile, Captain Samuel and his team members who were on the ship watched as the crane shifted the container from the truck to the ship. That container was placed in the bottom row. They just minded their work of helping without raising suspicions of anybody.

Well, even Harper’s men had no idea Harper wasn’t in the container.

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In a meeting room, the Matthews industries,

Casper was busy admonishing his employees for mentioning the wrong digits in the report when Secretary Harrison got a call this time.

Harrison didn’t leave the seat. He turned aside and kept the mobile near his ear. [Secretary Harrison, nobody is following us. In an hour we will cross the domestic waters.]

“Alright. Keep me updated.” He ended the call and turned to Casper. He nodded when Casper glanced at him, sensing his eyes.

Casper sniggered. Why did his son have to affect his business and years of hard work? Then he would trouble his son by making his loved ones struggle to live.

Why does she have to return to her son’s life with somebody’s son?

Casper considered finding the boy’s father so that the boy’s father could make Anya’s life a living hell by taking her son away. Then Alvin will have to suffer for daring to waste his time on love and emotions.

Secretary Harrison could guess from the expression of Casper that the latter was planning something against Alvin. Harrison was itching to stop Casper because if Alvin finds out Casper has a hand in it, Alvin was capable of destroying both business and family reputation.

Even just the identity of Alvin could tarnish half of Matthew’s image. Gianna Sallow, the prideful woman will lose her face and she will undoubtedly go crazy.

Will Alvin dare to leak his birth secret?

Does Alvin care about his reputation?

Secretary Harrison knew Alvin was getting affected when Gianna and the Sallow family were calling him a bastard and the Matthews elders were detesting him for being illegitimate. However, the time has changed and Alvin wasn’t the same rebellious youth.

Secretary Harrison looked away. Who could stop these father and son? Definitely, he couldn’t.

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At Secret Service Bureau,

The Armored Mercedes-Benz G63 majestically entered the premises and parked in the open parking area.

Closing her eyes, she breathed to calm herself. Sometimes she hated the government officials. They had no time sense and made people wait.

She had stopped by at some administration offices to collect some documents that were needed for the next day.

Initially, she wanted to wait with the public but the queue didn’t seem to be reduced for a long time. Hence she had no choice but to use her identity card and get the work done. She felt exhausted to speak with arrogant officials of the administrations.

Then she grabbed a late lunch for her, Melvin and Senon who were drowned in their work forgetting to eat on time.

‘Growl,’ Her stomach growled. She thought to eat first and continue her work.

Straightening her back, she was yet to open her eyes when an adorable excited voice tickled her ears, “Mommy… Mommy… Mommy…”

Involuntarily, a smile bloomed on her face while all the exhaustion disappeared, frowns dissolved. She opened her eyes and saw Zane running to the car.

Quickly alighting the car, she closed the car door and a little frame dashed to her, wrapping his arms around.

Zane lifted his head and made a sad face, “Momma… I missed you.” He sweetly confessed.

Anya chuckled, seeing her son, being so cute. Lifting him and placing him on the next car bonnet. She kissed his chubby cheeks, more like trying to take a bite of his cheeks. Then she embraced her son, “Mommy needs lots of hug-gies.”

Zane was already laughing at the way his mother kissed him. It meant she missed him too. Wrapping his arm around her neck, he gently patted her back as if indicating, ‘Here, here, there you go.’

Anya, who had completely forgotten how he came, continued to smile like she found the treasure.

Alvin didn’t bother to park the car and alighted as he witnessed the mother and son. Like every time, he was envious of the kiddo who gets so much love from his mother and recalls his childhood. Anyway, it was quickly replaced with his Little Donut who was beyond happy to meet her son as if they hadn’t met for years.

Anya broke their hug, took a good look at her son and her brows twitched. ‘Who brought my baby here?’

Well, she had the answer, yet she turned around to confirm. A stunning man was leaning on an eye-catchy Black Bugatti Divo. His lips smirked when her gray eyes met his cognac ones. He had shoved one hand in the pocket of his pants and another one causally left aside.

She was undoubtedly getting attracted to the man, more than required.

Anya took a few seconds to grab hold of her eyes from admiring the man’s beauty. Her head titled thinking how he got the address and his head tilted too.

“…” Anya straightened her head in a jerk and looked at her son. Zane has been to her office but he doesn’t know the address. So how did Alvin get to know?

She smiled when Zane tidied her hair with his little finger, “Momma, did you have lunch?”

Anya giggled. It should be her question, isn’t it?

‘Growl.’ Her stomach answered and Zane’s shoulder slacked, “Oh Mommy…” He sounded like an adult who was tired of taking care of a child.

He shifted on the bonnet of the car and jumped. “Give me a minute, Momma.” He ran to the Bugatti Divo.

Anya made way to the man who was silently waiting for her attention. She squinted her eyes and Alvin questioned her questioning gaze, “Did you forget who my grandfather is?”

Anya: “…”

Elder Collins was Major general before retirement. He has a high reputation. Thus Anya tried to link how he might have dug up her identity.

Major Reth?

She worked with Major Reth at the Coastal city for evacuation and taking over the PSR. Alvin was aware of it, so Elder Collins needed to just make a call to find out about her.

However, she still questioned, “How did you find my office?”

She was working in the Secret service Bureau, as the name says it was top secret thus the office building looked like a software company. What’s more? The fake company name was also registered as a software company.

Alvin didn’t bother to say it or sound proud of himself. But it was very tough to find out. His long fingers reached her face and she shifted.

Alvin didn’t give up, his right hand coiled around her waist and tugged her close. He brushed her flying hair as he sneered, “Your hair looks like a bird’s nest.”

Anya pouted while his fingers effortlessly started to comb her hair. The unregulated cooler machine at an administrative office had blown her hair, she had no time to bother about it.

Meanwhile, upstairs of the building, “Melvin… Melvin, get my phone, quick…” Senon hurried Melvin without moving his eyes away from Alvin and Anya.

He waved his hand when Zane waved at him. Melvin yawned while he went out, stretching his arms. His actions paused, looking at Anya in the arms of a man without breaking the bones of the man. Senon and Melvin looked at each other and Anya. They hadn’t expected to see this day.

“Mobile!?” Senon demanded, stretching his hand out.

Melvin shrugged as he pointed at the security camera, indicating, ‘Fetch the security footage.’

Senon snapped at himself. They were hackers, it was a few seconds of fingers-work to get the footage. He wanted to share a picture with other officers to announce that their cold, distant officer isn’t single anymore.

Downstairs, Zane looked at Alvin and Anya. His mother wasn’t holding Alvin so, was the man forcing his mommy?

The Little Bodyguard was back.