Snuggled against the warm pillow under the cozy duvet, Anya suddenly woke up feeling an intent gaze on her. Opening her eyes, her gaze caught the man who was sitting on the dressing chair, crossing his legs, with a cup of coffee in his hand while facing her.

As the corner of his lips started to curl up, a soft pink hue began to creep up her neck. Anya felt her heart accelerating recalling the night and the unspeakable positions he was putting her in.

Legs wide, legs raised, on the four limbs, edge of the bed... Anya blinked, biting her inner lip to bring her out of her memories. What was wrong with her?

Looking at his smirk keeping the coffee cup down, Anya tried not to express anything on her face. Little did she know she was glowing pink.

Slowly closing her eyes as if sleepy, she flipped around and was yet to adjust to the comfortable position, she felt the bed sink before muscly arms coiled around her, pulling her to the embrace, warmer and more homely.

Her fingers pinched his waist while he fondly kissed her on the forehead and buried her in his arms. Snuggling her face against his chest, she whined in a nasal voice, "My nose is stuffy."

Instead of worrying about her cold, Alvin mused teasingly, "I took longer in the shower." He had thought she could catch a cold even in the warm shower.

Anya: ".."

Yes, he did take time. Explaining to her what was 'hands on the wall, hands above the head, standing tall, and against the wall.' He also gave her practical knowledge.

But does he have to remind her like that?

She squinted her eyes at him. If he was on the bed and cuddling her with different intentions, she was going to kick him off the bed.

Unlike how tyrannizing he was downstairs, Alvin cleared his throat and buried her little face into his chest. He had no plans to get kicked out of the bedroom.

After a pleasant silence in the room, he updated her on a change in the first court session, "Little Donut, I have instructed the legal team to mention Gianna as a stepmother."

There was no meaning in playing hide and seek. Their silence was being misunderstood as their weakness.

Alvin felt her body go still for a moment then snuggled in his arms, tightening her arms around him, "Okay." Just like that, he had her support without questioning anything.

Now that she had no problem with the changes, Alvin was about to voice his curiosity in a question, Anya opened her eyes abruptly and pulled her head away to look at his face. "What time is it?" There was a hurriedness in her tone.

Alvin didn't answer the question, but rather, "We aren't required for the first session. Uncle Oliver and grandfather Collins are attending." There were some more people on standby to object to Gianna's bail.

Anya shook her head. She had spoken to the lawyer Alvin appointed. He was experienced, shrewd and intelligent to overrule Casper's team. She asked because "I want to meet Casper Matthews before the court session."historical

Alvin recalled Anya hadn't taken any actions against Casper after he called an anti-corruption team to raid her new house. "So, it's today." He mused.

Anya softly shrugged. Casper needs to have a taste of his own medicine. And she wasn't going to hide like Casper did when he sent a team to destroy her home. "It's the perfect time to make him and his team edgy in the whole session."

The Matthews company legal team was working on Gianna's case. So if Anya attacks the company, Casper wouldn't be able to decide where to focus on.

Alvin could only pity Casper imagining his anxiousness the whole day and further. Was Casper going to curse his Little Donut all day?

His lips landed on her forehead, pulling her closer, "Can't you just call him?" He didn't want his wife to make a trip to Casper's location.

Anya knew she could manage the soreness of her body. Seeing him clingy, she agreed to make him happy as he had worked so hard all night and morning. "Alright. Tell me a few minutes before the court session." She didn't know the time yet.

Alvin was surprised to hear that. She didn't only agree to stay home on the first court trial, she wasn't going to meet Casper. He rolled over her on the bed and grabbed his mobile from the bedside table.

Pulling her to lean on the bedpost, he dialed Casper's number without a hitch in his single movements. When it started ringing, he handed his mobile to her.

Anya who yawned uncontrollably kept the call on speaker and snuggled into Alvin's arms. She looked at her husband's handsome face and his sparkling eyes. She didn't get to ask what he was so happy about when the ringing of the mobile ended followed by silence.

She didn't have the ego to wait for Casper to talk first, "Hello, Chairman Matthews, I have a question for you." She directly jumped to action, asking in the provocation.

Alvin was displeased hearing her talk so nicely. Her nasal and groggy voice was adorable on his ears.

There was a grunt on the other end of the call. Anya questioned Casper, "What is more important to you? The Business or your wife?"

Casper asked through his teeth, "What do you mean?"

Anya tilted her head when she heard Casper speak without warning her, threatening her, or scolding her. She discerned her call was being recorded. She felt Casper was naive for trying to trick her. These tiny games were effectless on her.

Suddenly losing interest to talk, she quickly briefed, "Chairman Matthews, I had submitted some datasheets from the finance department of Matthews Industries to the tax department of Narnia. All the best." Her voice faded away as she yawned, feeling sleepy and lazy to spare any more time for Casper.

Alvin: "..."

Threatening or taunting Casper may or may not work but her laziness and impassivity would infuriate Casper.

Anya's sleepy eyes caught the sight of a peeking little head at the door. Her steely gray eyes brightened like twinkling stars as her lips arced up, ignoring the call completely, "My baby.." Her excited voice sounded, stretching her hands for Zane, asking for their morning hug.

Alvin: "..."

He had thought snuggly, sluggish Goofball was cute but seeing her gleam at the sight of Zane made him envious. He wanted to grab his little enemy and toss him out.

Zane had tried to push the door wondering if it was locked. Since it was open, he just wanted to take a peek at his mother without the intention of disturbing her.

Seeing and hearing his mother, he pushed the door and sprinted towards her, "Momma.."

[What the..] Alvin ended the call as he pressed his Goofball back on the bed.

He pulled the duvet to cover her lower half. He reminded her in a low voice, "Pants." She was wearing just his sweater that he put on her before bed.

While father and son fought to cuddle Anya, Casper was cursing her outside the courthouse.

...

In the Maybach,

"That damned woman.." Casper hissed, "Does she think I will get scared of her words." He scoffed.

He never messed with procedures and taxes. The financial department members were clever. So he assumed she was bluffing to panic him.

Secretary Harrison in the shotgun seat had no idea what they spoke so he got out of the car once it came to a halt.

Casper played the recording for the senior lawyer so that he could listen to it and use it if required.

The duo was about to get off the car when both turned to each other with wide eyes. "Fake raid." The lawyer blurted out.

Casper gritted his teeth, interpreting it as revenge for sending an anti-corruption team to Anya's home. "That audacious woman.."

The whole company operation will be shut down right on Monday. Due to the large scale company, the raid won't complete in a day.

Casper's face was dark as he calculated the losses. He needs to make sure the company operates smoothly during the raid.

He rolled the window signaling the lawyer to get down the car, "Harrison, take care at the court." Then he turned to the driver and ordered, "Drive to the company."

Ignoring the media taking his pictures, he left immediately to save his company. It was too late when he realized what Anya meant by asking, 'What is more important to you? The Business or your wife?'