His Devious Rule

Anya, who was in the room, couldn't stop herself and went out. She stood by the stairs, contemplating going downstairs. When she heard the maid, she blamed herself for walking around, which was misunderstood and so many things happened. Since she didn't hear Alvin speak, she hoped he could understand and let the maid go.

Nevertheless, she heard him pass his decree without a hint of sympathy towards women, "Throw her out of the estate. Let her work for that woman."

His little efforts to take care of her became ashes after she heard him. 'That woman,' Anya furrowed hearing Alvin call his mother in such a way. It wasn't the first time she saw him pissed off instantly, she knew he hated his parents for some reason. He never shared with her though.

Downstairs, the maid froze. Sophie looked troubled too. The biting cold outside would kill the maid before she could even walk a few meters. It was also dark and unsafe for women.

Sophie wanted to speak and ask him to be a little considerate of the maid but heard a mellow grim voice, "Is it fun for you rich people to play with poor? Do you find any kind of satisfaction in that?"

Sophie and Oliver looked at the stairs where Anya was standing with a disgruntled look. Bewildered, the maids further lowered their heads while hearing somebody taunting their master. Talking in his presence was already difficult, 'Why is this lady digging the grave?' They thought.

Alvin didn't look at the stairs. That's the very reason he left Anya in the room. She doesn't know how to punish, she understands the problems of people. She was too kind and sympathetic and he was a stark contrast.

p Anya went downstairs sensing the blaming gaze of the housekeeper and the butler worried about something different. She stood in front of Alvin and reasoned, "I am in the wrong to walk in the mansion without permission. She did what she felt right at the moment. What's wrong with that? If you are angry that your mother is keeping an eye on you, shouldn't you be angry at your mother?..."

Anya almost choked on her words when Alvin's cold eyes caught hers. Yet, she continued, with uneasiness realizing she was going too far in their business. She had no right to speak about his family or his employees.

"If you want to fire her, do it. You don't have to be so merciless, at the end of the day, she thought about your well-being."

She quickly looked away and saw the maid who was startled and stopped crying. She apologized, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to put you in trouble. I was looking for a gym, but I couldn't find it and that caused a misunderstanding."

The housekeeper Sophie's expression relaxed, hearing the sincere apology for the maid and explaining her actions to the maid without caring about the hierarchy.

The maids started peeking at the lady's face after hearing her gentle voice for the maid. They were used to being treated as invisible or being yelled at. Though Alvin never did that, they have experienced it from different places. Hence, Anya's behavior won their hearts easily.

Alvin signaled at the butler who understood and sent all the maids away. The housekeeper took another glance at Anya and left with the crying maid. Anya breathed a sigh realizing they weren't throwing the maid out.

Suddenly her gooseflesh raised when she sensed Alvin behind her. Jerking aside, she looked anywhere by angry Alvin, "I- am sleepy." She took a step to run but he tugged her and pressed her shoulders to make her sit on the couch.

He held her chin between his fingers. If he gave a little force, her face would slightly flinch yet she didn't look him in the eyes, "You weren't scared when you were shouting at me." He deadpanned seeing her struggle to get away.

Provoked, she glared into his eyes. Surprisingly he was a little cooler without any intention to kill her.  She pressed her lips to a thin line and waited for him to continue, praying her chin to bear till that.

"Little Donut, you haven't learned your lesson, have you?" His voice was low and pressing.

Anya tilted her head without understanding which one he was pointing at. 'Is he talking about running out of the room? Or protecting another maid? Should I tell him that the maid was different?'

"I am not little."

He ignored her efforts to change the topic and stressed the first two words, "Little Donut, will you go out when you know the severe consequences of breaking the rules?"

Anya gave a thought. The maid knew she wasn't allowed to roam in the mansion at night. Yet she was awake all night to check her activities. But the maid was doing it because Alvin's mother instructed her to do so.

"Why don't you have a good relationship with your mother?" If he was good with her, she would have spoken with him directly unlike asking the maid.

The expression on Alvin's face changed as soon as she uttered 'mother.' It was as if 'mother' was a forbidden word. He left her chin and stood straight. He spat at her with a dark face, "None of your business." Then he left the living hall.

Anya pursed her lips harder. She didn't mean to pry into his personal life. She wanted to tell him how his behavior was important for everyone's actions around him.

Her fingers clutched the hem of her jacket. She disliked how his behavior affected her in such a short time. If she thinks he is concerned for her, the next moment, she feels like prey trapped in a cage, and another moment, he treats her worse than a stranger.

'Argh,' She wanted to leave from there.

Alvin stood at the stairs when he caught her sitting with a frown. He recalled his actions and pinched his nose bridge. He didn't mean to hurt her or make her sad. There is something he wouldn't be able to tell anybody so easily.

Anya was too simple, her hacking world might be complex but her real world was as uncomplicated and beautiful as her. Whereas his world was a mess and sickening. She would loathe his family and probably him too once she gets to know about his family.

Going back to the living room, he placed his palm on her back and gave a gentle push causing her to stand, "Little Donut, You will hate the rich more if you get to know."

Why was explaining to her after he snapped at her? She didn't want to know anything about his life or meddle in it. Without a word, she went to the room and took a nap.

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In the morning,

A huge truck stood in front of the Oasis mansion's main gates. The guards blocked the gates, "We don't allow anybody inside without an appointment. Go back. Don't cause a commotion here."

The truck driver looked at the car. A hand cued the driver to run over the gates of the mansion so that the car could enter inside.

The truck changed the gear and pressed on the accelerator. When they still didn't open the gates, he lifted his feet from the brake and slammed over the accelerator.

The security men leaped away at the nick of time when the truck was dangerously close to them.

'Crash'

The ear-piercing noise of a truck crashing against the iron gate resounded in the whole area, shuddering the hearts in their chest.

The car and the truck entered the estate. The security immediately called Alvin to notify the people breaking into the estate.

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