Chapter 32 - A Full Stomach Makes The Brain Dull (1/2)

Alvin was busy rearranging his whole month schedule and canceling some appointments, visiting excavation sites, and his auction banquets due to the Young Mommy at his place. He wanted to be double sure her life won't be in any kind of danger before he steps away from her even for a day.

His mobile rang on the desk grabbing both men's attention. Alvin answered it on speaker while his long fingers danced on his keyboard swiftly while typing an email.

There came the butler's voice, [Mr. Matthews, President Collins is here to visit you. He is requesting to see the lady. I have stopped him as the lady is in your bedroom.]

No one is allowed inside his bedroom without his permission excluding the butler and the housekeeper. There is another exception - The Young Mommy who hadn't realized it was Alvin's bedroom.

'The lady.' He stood up to check on 'Little Kitten.' ignoring his uncle for a moment. He shut the laptop and responded to the butler as he grabbed his mobile, ”I will be there.”

He walked towards the door without looking at his shocked friend. Ean's jaws were again down hearing, 'The lady is in your bedroom.'

He sprang to his feet and went behind him asking his questions, ”Hey, who is that lady? Did you get yourself a feisty girlfriend? Oh no… Did she seduce you? Caught your attention? Why did you bring her home? Alvin…”

'Thud.'

Ean snorted when Alvin shut the bedroom door behind him without answering. 'I will ask Uncle Bernard.' He grunted again and went downstairs.

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In Alvin's bedroom,

Alvin's eyes fell on the tray that was on the tea table near the couch. He was satisfied to see Young Mommy had a healthy appetite. When his eyes fell on the bed, it was empty and his steps ceased.

He sensed the room temperature low and glanced at the white translucent drapes fluttering to the wind. His eyebrow propped up thinking she might have escaped from the balcony. 'Didn't she learn her lesson yet?'

He made his way to the balcony and caught the little white frame keeping her face against the sun. The rays of dusk painted her pink face in colors of orange. The air was taking the liberty to brush her smooth skin and sweep her silky hair away from her face. Her long lashes occasionally trembled, her soft petal-like lips were slightly parted, tempting him to take a peek at her full face without disturbing her.

She wasn't extravagantly beautiful that could race any man's heart. There was beauty in her simplicity. She was like warm morning rays of the sun and soothing colorful rays of dusk that could relax him yet excite him.

She was breathing deep and long as if enjoying her time at his place. She was a treat to his eyes. He would have enjoyed his sight for a little while if the cold wind hadn't kissed his skin and woke him from the daze.

Shifting his gaze, he caught her bare feet, standing on her toes. His brows tugged tightly and knocked on the bay window for her attention.

Anya stood on her feet and turned to the door. Her relaxing face morphed into a scowl when she faced him. After eating, she was feeling sleepy more than ever. She exited the bedroom and a maid requested her to go back to bed and sleep. When Anya still tried to leave the room, the young maid was reduced to tears and requested her again to take a rest or else she would lose the job.

Anya knew how hard it was for underprivileged families to make a living. With Alvin as a dictator of the maid, Anya sympathized with the maid and melted instantly.

Returning to the bedroom, she was checking out to find an escape but the sleepiness didn't leave her. So she was using the sun rays and cold wind to ease her after spotting the escape path.

”Does the Princess need a lullaby to sleep?” He mocked her for not going to bed.

Anyway, she scowled at him, ”What did you add to my food?” After eating, she thought the drug effects would be reduced, indeed she wasn't dizzy anymore but the sleepiness worsened.

Alvin observed her little face and noticed that she was sleepy. She stifled a yawn and glared at him accusingly. ”I drugged you this time.” He scoffed.

Anya: ”...”

She realized she was overreacting and he did nothing with food. 'Probably I ate a lot. Argh, a full stomach makes the brain dull.' It would be risky to jump to the lower floor in sleepiness.

”Lend me a car, I need to leave.” She asked directly. He had no reason to keep her in the mansion when he wasn't even aware he was the biological father of her son.

Alvin leaned on the bay window crossing his arm over his chest. She had learnt her lesson and didn't run on her feet. Good. But, ”Is that the tone to ask for help?” He questioned as if he was going to let her leave.

Anya pursed her lips. She was never an impolite girl but she couldn't be polite with the people who tend to take advantage of kindness. Anyway, hoping he had no reason to bully her, ”Could you please lend me a car?”

Alvin hummed hearing her pleasant voice tickling his ear but he suddenly started glancing right and left, then inside the room and out. He questioned continuing to irritate her, ”Did you speak to the wall?” He pointed his chin to the wall.

Anya glowered at him, ”Alvin Matthews, you are going too far.” He didn't recognize her so how could he just bully an unknown lady? He was so infuriating.

His lips curled to a taunting smirk that she craved to wipe off from his arrogant face. He mused, ”Don't you think my name flows so smoothly on your lips?” His Little kitten stumbled to the little pit he dug for her. She was smart but not shrewd enough to play him or understand his petty tricks.

Anya's face stiffened hearing him. Why didn't she know he was so cunning? She felt like a little lamb falling on her face. 'Argh, not again.' At this rate, 'I will end up revealing my identity... Probably he is already digging up my details.' She guessed.

Nevertheless, she didn't leave her bearing and glared at him fiercely while thinking of an alternative plan.

The feisty lady wasn't going to be gentle so soon and he wasn't in a hurry to dig into the responses to his questions. He mocked her again for her sweet request, ”I didn't know you were craving to die in a road accident.”

Anya was about to counter but pressed down her anger. 'Who am I arguing with?' She knows he will have his way with everything. She toned her voice and sounded indifferent, ”Where is this place?”