Giving a written statement, Anya and Alvin were in the car to go to the Oasis mansion.
Alvin watched Anya in deep thought and complete silence. "What's wrong?"
Anya sighed, turning to Alvin. "I feel… I am the most trisome member of the team. Chief Jason has to take care of all the projects, guide everyone and also clean up behind me." She would get fired at this rate.
Alvin noted Anya was planning to meet Jason. Importantly, she was repeatedly discouraging herself due to their circumstances.
He pulled her closer, making her back lean on him and her head resting on his arm, "There are two types of people. One who could be replaced, one who is irreplaceable."
"Huh?" Anya tilted her head without understanding why he was talking about it.
"And you are irreplaceable. As a daughter, as a mother…" He pinched her nose as he added, "As my Goofball."
Anya rubbed her red nose as she heard him continue, "And also as an officer in the secret service. When you are irreplaceable, people tend to do anything to keep you."
Anya's lips curled into a big O hearing him. Not because of being praised by her husband, she was seeing new sides of Alvin nowadays apart from a genius, devious, childish Alvin.
"The day they feel you could be replaced, they will stop bothering you." He was trying to say she was valued by her chief officer and she doesn't have to worry about Jason.
Anya understood him but squinted her eyes, "Are you saying you would replace me one day?"
Alvin knocked on her head with his knuckles. He was about to chide her, she started crying, hugging him, complaining about him, and eventually dozed off.
Alvin: "..."
Knowing she was exhausted, he didn't wake her up. The car entered the Oasis estate when her mobile buzzed in her pockets.
Looking at the string of numbers, he answered the call, [Skyee…] It was Senon's hurried voice.
Alvin was aware it was her hacking name. "She is asleep." He responded in a low and aloof voice.
There was a pause in the line. Alvin purposefully didn't end the call. If not for her assistance in their projects, Alvin was sure the man on the other end of the call reached Anya to report something important to her.
[Er- Mr. Matthews, Chairman Matthews is taking action again S- Officer Owen.]
Alvin was impressed. Apart from focusing on their missions, Anya's team members were also keeping an eye on Casper for Anya.
Nevertheless, when he responded, his voice was plain and calm, "Preparing articles against Little Donut with the pictures of Miles Johnson and his secretary meeting her."
Alvin heard no response from the other end for a good few seconds, "Mr. Matthews, were you the one who dug the pit for your father?"
Alvin's lips arced slyly hearing Senon guess very accurately. When Anya could put him in front of the law without fabricating anything, he was well aware she wouldn't be stupid to hide about Miles and his secretary meeting her.
When Rob collected the information about Anya's job, he also got to know that falsely accusing the secret service officer was a punishable offense. If Casper turned out to be a fool to publish the article, Jason would rip the man apart for targeting his team member.
Despite hearing no response, Senon mumbled at the other end, [You are so sly. If Chief gets to know...] Then he sighed. Jason would be irritated for using him to solve their family issue. They weren't local cops to play with them.
Alvin placed his mobile back in Anya's pocket when Senon ended the call. He hadn't planned to include the secret service department in their battle.
He wasn't the one who gave the plan to Casper. Since Casper was anyway planning to stain his wife's image to cancel her award, he easily created the chance for Casper to destroy himself.
He hadn't left any loose end. Jason will have to guess like Senon without any proof.
Why would Jason make him or Anya pay for Casper's intention?
Alvin alighted the car carrying Anya who snuggled in his arms feeling half away.
'Boom'
Anya swiftly jumped from his arms and stood in defense in front of Alvin. Sleepiness had left her eyes, and her sharp gaze brushed around to the source of the danger.
"Congratulations." Krystle's voice was louder among the group.
Anya: "..."
Alvin had expected them to be quiet seeing Anya in his arms. He couldn't believe they scared Anya to awake. And his wife was another masterpiece. Instead of screaming or hugging him in fear, she was shielding him.
Anya watched Krystle jumping in joy, Zane grinning, butler and housekeeper watching her in amusement while clapping their hands with all the maids and servants of the mansion. Linus and Ean were laughing looking at her reaction.
She sighed to relax her nerves before she chuckled, looking at Krystle who was the happiest about her award. Probably she wouldn't have achieved so much if Krystle wasn't helping her with little Zane.
There were times Krystle was dropping her work to take care of Zane, just to let her complete her work. Krystle had kept her promise, to help her take care of her baby.
Anya spread her arms and Krystle jumped in for a big hug. "My girl is always the best."
Alvin controlled himself from tugging Anya to his side. His eyes fell on Rob who nodded, indicating he had a lot of things to report. He whispered while passing by Anya, "I will be upstairs."
Anya was humming when Krystle questioned, demanding his presence with them, "Hey Alvin Matthews, aren't you going to celebrate with us?"
Alvin paused and glanced at the two women. His eyes barely brushed over Krystle and rested on Anya. The latter understood and responded to Krystle, "He will come downstairs after work."
Krystle rolled her eyes hearing her friend already speaking for Alvin. "Zane, let's get your mommy ready for the celebration."
Zane ran over and held Anya's hand as they took her upstairs to Alvin and Anya's bedroom.
Krystle who entered the Moroccan-styled bedroom for the first time was in awe looking at every detail. She looked at Anya and exclaimed, "Annie, your husband has good taste."
Zane hummed in agreement but misunderstood that Krystle was referring it Alvin marrying Anya. So he added, "Hence Chipmunk Monster chose my mommy."
Krystle and Anya looked at each other and burst into laughter. The duo indulged Zane excessively until he pushed them to the walk-in closet.
….
Krystle was choosing a sexy but modest outfit due to the cold weather when he heard Anya's hesitant voice, "Krystie, how were you seducing your flings?"
Krystle shrugged, "I never had to." If she liked anybody for the night, she had to just look at them, they would try to seduce her.
"Oh," Among all the troubles, Anya still wanted to keep her job. For that, she needs to get over her fears.
She could only know her recovery by being physically intimate with Alvin. Unfortunately, she was impatient and he seemed to have a whole world of patience after he got to know about her PTSD
Krystle pulled a sequin slit dress before Anya's words struck her mind. Anya was never interested in such things, so why did she ask it out of the blue?
A teasing smile appeared on her face when she discerned Anya was planning to seduce Alvin. She threw the dress on the island counter and asked excitedly, "Are you going to make the first move?" She was amused that Alvin hadn't touched her friend yet.
Anya bit her tongue as her eyes wandered in the room, "I guess." And she was feeling embarrassed thinking of it.
Krystle showed her forefinger to Anya and ran to the closet. She pulled out a silk hot red spaghetti dress, "You look sizzling hot in red." That she got to know when Anya had walked the ramp while on her mission.
"Forget seducing, he won't be able to control himself seeing you in this." She looked more excited for Anya.
However, Anya looked at the dress and cluelessly remarked, "I will catch a cold in that dress." It was short and had no sleeves. Even if the mansion was temperature controlled, the chilly air would make her sick. Wouldn't it?
Krystle had a devilish smile ignoring Anya's words. She stuffed the dress into her hands, "No alcohol for you today." She happily went to choose stilettos for Anya to give her a more sultry look.
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