Anya washed the plates as the kitchen was already cleaned. After going upstairs, she realized she had no idea where the guest room was. While thinking about what to do, she again reached the study room. She didn't want to disturb Alvin in his bedroom so she thought to spend some time roaming around and sit somewhere. It's better than being locked somewhere.

How beautiful this mansion could be, how safe that place could be for her, she was uneasy and uncomfortable. There is nothing like a place called home where one could easily relax and unwind the stress.historical

'Everything will settle soon.' She encouraged herself with a smile.

She heard the door open and turned around. Before she could fathom the situation, Alvin loomed over her overbearingly and pressed her against the wall without giving her time to react.

"Alvin Matthews.." She struggled to free her right hand from his grip while her left hand pressed on his chest to avoid him getting any closer. Everything was good till she went downstairs, she couldn't understand what happened for him to react like that.

Deep frowns settled on her face when he held her chin and made her look at his face. She glared back to his eyes.

"Who did you speak with on a call?" He asked through his teeth.

Anya's expression barely had any changes to his question. She understood the reason behind his behavior, 'Couldn't he just ask?' He was seeing her as a threat whereas Jason was seeing Alvin and his place as her safe cocoon. She couldn't leak about Jason and a lie would rile up Alvin more.

While thinking, she chewed her lip and tried to lower her head, his grip tightened on her chin causing her to grimace at the tinge of pain inflicted. "Thinking of a lie." He scorned.

She shook her head promptly, She was thinking about how to cover the real truth without lying. A hint of fear flickered in her eyes. She wanted to live these few days harmoniously instead of living every day feeling the place as hell.

"I will tell you, let me go first." Her strained voice came when she struggled to get away from him.

Though it was very common for him to see people fearing him. For odd reasons, he didn't like that she was getting scared. So he let go of her but didn't budge from the place. He stood cornering her to the wall.

Anya rubbed her wrist which had turned bright red. She wanted to ask him to get away and give her space to breathe but he looked more annoyed after leaving her.

She replaced 'Chief' into a 'friend,' "I called a friend." By the end of her words, a cold ran down her spine and she swallowed hard looking at his darkened eyes. She still stared into his eyes, fighting the fear back, "He said Harper's men were the ones who turned my house into a wreck and attacked the car to kidnap me. And.. You were the one who saved me."

She softened her tone at the end and hoped her words would cool the man but he gritted his teeth. Shouldn't he be happy that she got to know his efforts for her?

Her head dropped as she continued, "He asked me to stay here for my safety." She didn't want him to know that but had no choice.

Alvin heard her words and realized he doesn't have to force her to stay. She was staying there understanding the situation. However, his face was still dark as rainy clouds, "Who is he?" He was annoyed that she didn't wait for him to tell her and looked for a different man to believe it. Hence his words were like balls of fire coming out of his lips.

Anya looked at him and stayed mute. She wouldn't tell him, "My friend won't hurt you in any way."

Alvin snorted and corrected her, "He couldn't." He wasn't a helpless boy out there to let anybody topple him so easily.

'Hmph, be smug.' Anya didn't comment and looked annoyed too.

Who would like to be treated like this? She must be stupid to think they could get along for a few days, then separate their ways and go back to their living.

Alvin watched all the tiny changes in her expressions. He lifted her chin, this time softly, "Who is that maid?" He sounded less cold but his voice was darker.

How could she break her promise made to the maid? So she pressed her lips to a thin line and looked at Alvin. Silently reporting she couldn't disclose that either.

Alvin's thumb that gently grazed her chin suddenly tightened and his jawline sharpened when he clenched his teeth. Before he could decide to crush her jaws, Anya grumbled, "How could you expect me to put that poor soul in danger for helping me?"

Alvin clicked his tongue hearing her. 'Poor soul!?' Only if she knew the poor soul she was referring to could put her in danger.

He enlightened her, seeing her stubbornly stay silent to save a disloyal servant, "Little Donut, people are selfish." That maid definitely had a reason to help Anya. It couldn't be because the maid pitied her.

If the maid had reason to track the person she reached, then the maid or the person behind the maid would be unsuccessful. It wasn't possible to track Jason's number. That's the reason he put on a conference video call with her son instead of asking her to dial them straight.

Though Anya doubted why the maid wasn't loyal to her employer, Alvin's words caught her attention, "Then why are you helping me? Why are you worried about my safety?" If he is selfish, he should have reason to protect her, or else he should let her die at the hands of Harper.

Alvin was caught off guard. He left her and stood a step away surprising Anya. 'Oh ho, why didn't I know it was so easy to get away from his hands?' Anya made sure to make a note of it in her mind.

Alvin knew he wanted to protect her even before he confirmed she was Anya Owen. Why? He didn't know. He just knew he wanted her safe and in front of his eyes. If somebody has to trouble her, that has to be only him. "You will find out." More like he was eager to find out.

Anya wasn't interested in it. She just needs her space, then she will leave his place calmly. "Not everyone is selfish. If I help an unknown person, that doesn't mean I have a motive behind it."

Alvin smirked mockingly. He agrees with her in her case, not in everyones' case. "Little Donut, do you betray someone to help another?"

Anya: "..."

Right, the maid betrayed Alvin to help. Alvin could have been in danger if Harper wasn't in the picture. Anya felt the need to filter such people. However, the maid could be innocent and just wanted to help her.

Kind people are still alive.

Alvin didn't force her anymore. However, back of his mind, he was thinking of the safety measures against that unknown man Anya spoke with and the possibility of that maid's actions.

"Go and rest."

"Where?"

He pointed his chin at the door next to his room. Anya didn't cause trouble and went towards the door but she suddenly paused. "Is it possible your maid is in love with you?" It was a tease to lighten her mood by seeing his annoyed face. "She is beautiful, tall, slender, sexy.." She started bluffing.

Alvin gritted his teeth and threatened, "Looks like I need to put you to bed." He took a step and she ran away mumbling something. She entered the room and shut the door immediately.

Alvin shoved his hands into the pockets and stood there for a few seconds. He could summon all servants and catch that maid easily. Fearing them always works. However, he wanted to show Anya that she shouldn't believe every helping hand.