At the police station,
Anya watched the crowd, holding the signs against Alvin. When there are smart people, there are also fools. Instead of enjoying their Christmas Eve, without waiting for a police statement, they harbor hatred for the man they didn't even know.
Well, what could she expect from the people who don't even know the true colors of the celebrity they were supporting?
Her eyes brushed over and halted at the reporters who were taking pictures before they could even get out of the car. There was another group who were trying to shove the microphone towards the car, ready to demand responses to their questions.
Anya was always behind the scenes during these kinds of situations. Her assisting cops handled these situations. Although Alvin didn't make any unacceptable mistakes, she understood how overwhelming it was for people to face this kind of situation.
Her eyes halted on her husband. Alvin never had to face the reporters as Rob and Ean were there to take care of it. Yet, he was sitting there as if the crowd and commotion outside the car weren't against him.
Didn't it matter to him?
They were stepping into the police station again and again because of two people. One who gave his sperm and another one who gave her egg. One who paid for his education and another one who carried him in her womb. Ones who should be called his parents.
Alvin turned to Anya, feeling her eyes on him. Other than guessing something complex going on in her mind, he couldn't read her unwavering gaze. He slid his fingers to her palm and found it cold. Rubbing it gently between his palms, he asked her, "What's wrong?" His soothing low voice sounded in the car.
Anya's soft voice immediately followed after him as if she waited for him to ask that question, "Let me play this game."
The result of this situation will indirectly affect Gianna's case. She would never let Gianna slip off the law after the attempt to kidnap her son.
Alvin paused at her words. The car came to a halt. The cops and Skylark security were struggling to push the people away from the car so that the two could get out of the car to get inside the station.
Alvin realized Anya's aim wasn't as simple as proving him faultless. He will be interrogated even if he has anticipatory bail and Anya could do as she wants during that time. Instead, she was asking him, so that he doesn't put his plan into action.
He wasn't going to stop her. Instead, "Then ruin them." He gave her the goal. "By the end of the day." He added the deadline. He didn't want to waste another day dealing with the despicable people.
Rob glanced behind right when Anya coldly smiled. Her eyes glinted sharply and she added confidently, "I like challenges."
'Knock, knock…' The knocks on the window caught the trio's attention. The three got down the carry simultaneously.
Alvin instructed Rob ignoring the crowd, "Her safety," was their priority.
"Noted," Rob responded by the time Anya went around the car to reach Alvin.
The crowd was stunned for a moment, watching the couple hand in hand, with their gaze in front, head held high, confident in every movement, and walking as if they were on a red carpet.
Anya was layering a leather jacket on a high-neck gray finely knitted sweater, paired with black denim. Her bold look was completed with black shimmering party boots.
Whereas Alvin was in the navy blue trench coat layering on the white hoodie. He had completed his laid-back look with jeans and white canvas shoes. Both looked as though they were brought to the station when they were enjoying the holiday.
Finding no line of worry or guilt on their faces, some were swooning over the man who smirked looking at the ice queen next to him.
"You are going to accept the truth," Anya told him. She didn't want the situation to turn complex as Rob was doing something. She didn't want lies.
Anya turned to Alvin and met his amused gaze. Probably he discerned her plan, yet she added, "Then you could remain silent." So that he doesn't get irritated by the cops.
Inside the office, Anya watched Alvin taken away to the interrogation room. Starlight wasn't far, Wilson should arrive anytime soon. She turned to the lieutenant to ask about Janet, her eyes fell on the deputy chief of the locality. She identified him and noted he was baffled but conceded his expression.
"Officer-" He paused to correct himself and calm down looking into her undisturbed composition. She wasn't angry or worried. That was weird, "Ms. Owen, is Janet Wilson the biological mother of Alvin Matthews?"
'Mother!?' Anya had tried to understand Janet and her complication for never accepting Alvin. As she got to know more and more about Janet's behavior towards Alvin, being a woman, a daughter, and a mother, Anya was disgusted to call Janet, the mother of her husband. But it was a fact.
She greeted him for his position, for his experience, and the age, "Deputy Warner." And chose to remain silent for his question.
Now she was the wife of the man they arrested. They should verify her words instead of following her lead. She would let them investigate so that nobody ever gets the chance to say she used her influence.
Nevertheless, Warner stood in shock understanding the silent response as she didn't deny it. He took some time to analyze the whole situation. Since the men who followed Janet didn't harm her, they could only warn Alvin and try to know the reason behind his actions.
A question bugged him, "Isn't Mr. Wilson aware of your husband's identity?" Warner questioned as Wilson didn't mention Alvin as his stepson even once.
Anya remained silent again. Her response to that question wasn't important. Yet Warner was deducing the truth by her silence.
His face darkened when he earned another round of silence. Anya had no reason to lie. If Wilson hid the important fact from the cops, it only meant Wilson was manipulating the cops for his agenda.
He had many questions to ask Anya but she wouldn't respond. She wouldn't let their investigation be based on her words. He signaled a cop to reach him and instructed firmly, "I want every information about Mr. Wilson on my table." He was personally going to shove that man behind the bars. "Quick."
Before the cop could leave, Anya asked him politely, "If I may know, where is Janet Wilson?"
Warner cued the cop to get to work and pointed at his office for her, "A lady cop and a police vehicle are safely escorting Janet Wilson. They will be here in fifteen minutes." He updated her.
Anya paused in front of the door, "Thank you, Deputy Warner. I will wait here." She pointed at the waiting room.
Warner shook his head in resignation. She was always uptight, never talking a word extra, and always distant. She could have used her influence yet she was willing to be a general public.
Nevertheless, he reasoned, "I couldn't let a presidential awardee sit outside and get photographed." Presidential awardees are always treated with high respect.
Anya paused for a moment. He would be blamed for not treating her well. She stepped inside the office with Rob in tow.
…
Wilson entered the station to see Warner following Anya inside the office. The fear continued to bubble in his nerves. Would the cops listen to Anya or Alvin?
Would they pin blame on him? He didn't think there could be any proof against him.
He stormed towards the office room. He would threaten them as he will go to the media. Janet's fans were enough to pressure the cops.
David caught Wilson's arm and directed him toward the interrogation room. "This isn't your house Mr. Wilson." He just wanted to finish his work and get back to patrolling.
Wilson struggled to get away from David, "How dare you misbehave with me? I won't spare you." Uproar in the media against a cop causes suspension of the cop, "You will be suspended."
David ignored him and nodded at Captain Richard who was leading Janet's case. Richard nodded back as a greeting and sneered as he passed by, "Threatening cops is an unlawful act."
Wilson: "…"
Why were cops behaving so rudely with him? They treated him respectfully until Anya Owen came. He was gritting teeth when he heard two cops' discussion, [I can't believe Alvin Matthews confessed his actions.]
[No sane person would accept his crime so easily.]
That put Wilson in a great mood. He had spoken to Janet, and CEO Jordan would play along. So his confidence skyrocketed. He shrugged off David's hold and voluntarily went inside the interrogation room.