Stepping out of the closet, Alvin's brows slightly twitched looking at Rob's name. They were in the study room until a while ago. What happened in such a short time that couldn't wait till morning?

He answered the call and Rob reported to him, [President Matthews, Janet Collins has left the city.] His voice held a tone of suspicion in her actions.

Alvin frowned hearing Rob. Rob had asked someone to keep an eye on Janet as Janet tends to go extreme if her career and image are at stake. Out of all reactions, they hadn't expected Janet to leave the city.

Where was she going?

Giving up? Janet loved her career and achievements more than anything. Even if she wanted to give up, she could have boldly accepted her secret to the media.

Running away? That wasn't a solution.

Was she up to something? Threatening them with her life? She could have done it by staying in the city.

He was certain Janet couldn't relax until she was assured that her secret won't be revealed. Hence Alvin didn't want to drop his guard even if she was just going out of the city or on vacation.

"Watch her activities," Alvin instructed which Rob had expected. The call ended but Alvin stood with complex thoughts. He knew something was going on but couldn't speculate about it.

He heard the Walk-in closet door open and close. His thoughts were replaced with the fluffy bear pajamas Anya bought for him. Just like how she wasn't comfortable wearing those kinky clothes, he couldn't think of standing in a thick fleece bear hoodie.

Wondering how to deal with the situation, he turned around to see Anya sulking in cute fleece bear pajamas. Unlike the one she picked for him, her hoodie had more white giving a girly touch with paw-like pockets.

Although he didn't like to wear it, an amusing smile appeared on his face watching Anya who sauntered towards him. Before she could utter a word, he grabbed her petite face and pecked her soft lips.

He pulled the hood over her head to look at the ears. Her face glowed in a soft hue, causing him to give a gentle pinch to her cheeks, "I didn't know I have a Fuzzy Bear." His indulgent voice revealed his adoration for his wife.

Anya was glad he didn't show any distaste for her pajamas. Nevertheless, she devilishly smiled as she warned him. "I will make sure you wear every cute thing if we have a daughter." She also meant he doesn't have to wear the pajamas as he didn't like them.

Alvin was tongue-tied for a moment. He could easily guess she would use their daughter to convince him to wear it.

Should he hope for a baby boy? But he didn't want another little enemy.

Pushing the future trouble to the future, he dipped his head and bit her cheek when she stifled a yawn. He went towards the ensuite as he flirted with her, "Don't sleep. I need to open my Christmas present."

Rubbing her cheek, Anya looked around the room, mumbling, "Christmas Present?" She found none in the room. She asked, "Where is it?" She was curious to know who gave him the Christmas present.

Alvin paused and glanced at his Goofball. It looks like he still needs to train her. He deadpanned when their eyes met, "Talking to me."

Anya tilted her head without catching the meaning of his words. She is the one who is talking to him. Does that mean she is his Christmas present to him?

Her jaws dropped realizing it was the classic flirting line during Christmas. She tried to chide him but no word came out.

Alvin helped her, "Pervert!?"

Anya nodded and earned hearty laughter as the bathroom door closed. "Shameless man." She muttered, then chuckled.historical

'Sleep!?' Nope. She can't sleep so soon. Since Alvin had sped up the process at the Imperial University, she needs to start her investigation.

When she was working at the secretariat, she had to complete the tasks of a general secretary during the day and return home to do her official duty.

If she wasn't going to assist her colleagues with their cases, she used to work into the night when Zane was going to bed. She can't do the same thing anymore.

She has to give time to Alvin in the evening so she might not be able to work into the night. She needs to reorganize her working schedule without affecting her personal life.

Pulling the drawer at the bedside, she picked up her laptop and started working. The bright screen soon turned dark and words in green in white started moving on the screen with the speed of her fingers dancing on the keyboard.

Within twenty minutes, Anya gathered about the people Hanks had met, connected over the calls, and messaged. Her hands slowly paused when she found a contact number that was temporarily active on Steve Hanks's mobile. It was deactivated as soon as a call ended.

Why would somebody do that?

Fishing her mobile, Anya swiped her finger on the screen, and the call soon connected to Melvin who made a tapping noise.

Anya unemotionally asked, "Melvin, could you check if Steve Hanks or his secretary uses spare handphones?" They have complex programs and software that will alert them if any mobile comes active in the network in a particular area.

Although they might get unrelated information for her mission, they needed to have better information. She might be able to deal with several criminal cases.

Anya heard several taps of morse code and she jumped to her mail section. When the post about her was released saying Alvin bought the award for her, Jose had asked Senon to look into the person. Thus they bugged Steve Hanks and found out critical information.

Anya calmly brushed her eyes through some information. One thing stood out. Steve Hanks shifted a few hundred million cash about six months ago and he will be getting money in a week. There was no mention of that money anywhere, which meant he was involved in illegal activity.

However, neither she nor her team could put Steve Hanks behind bars even when they get evidence. Because she will be joining soon, if Hanks was proven guilty, even students will doubt her resignation as fake, much less the criminal behind her mission.

She had to tread carefully hence Jason had assigned the case back to her. "Thank you, Mel..."

Her eyes involuntarily went to the ensuite door when it opened. She almost choked on her words looking at Alvin standing in sweatpants barely hanging on his hips.

Even with the fleece pajamas, she was snuck into the duvet and her husband was tempting her with his toned flushed physique. Trying to ignore him, she completed her words to Melvin, "Melvin... I will follow it hereafter." Her voice had turned soft.

Before she could finish, Alvin brazenly said, hearing her utter a man's name sitting on their bed, "Little Donut, I will have to trouble you to get rid of my pants."

Hurriedly ending the call, Anya looked away and flushed bright red when her mind wildly got a thought of removing his pants as opening her Christmas present.

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