Chapter 138 - Marking My Territory

In front of the police agency of Coastal city,

An eye-catching Lamborghini sports car came to a halt. Whoever noticed it, etched their eyes on the car to know the owner of it as it was the second expensive car to come to the agency premises.

The door at the driver seat, slowly raised and slender legs wearing ankle-length boots stepped out gracefully one after the other.

The onlookers gasped at the stunning lady who came to their vision. The cops who didn't know Anya watched her, wondering who she could be. The captains who came out to receive Anya were wonderstruck too. They hadn't expected her to be so well-off without knowing it wasn't her car.

People were whispering when the door on the other side slowly opened up. Everyone looked at the door expecting a handsome young man to step out.

After all, the rich aren't ugly.

A few seconds passed before a pair of little legs jumped to the floor. Many were shocked to see the young lady having such a big child.

Zane wore his backpack which had a drawing book, comic books, and language book. He looked at the car door. The button to shut the door was very high due to the open mechanism of the door so he didn't try to close and went around the car, "Momma…" Although his voice wasn't high, it still reached the ears of the people around them.

Meanwhile, Anya ignored the eyes of people and looked behind the sports car. Alvin said he had a video conference so he sent her and Zane to a sports car saying they will disturb him. 

Why will she or Zane disturb him if he was on a call? She couldn't understand what was going on in his mind. 

Well, Alvin sent Anya in the sports car to put fear in the people. Now nobody would dare to approach her casually just because she was young and looked stunning.

Alvin added Zane to the passenger seat to give an illusion to the people that she wasn't single. In other words, he was going to make her look married to him.

Anya looked away when she noticed the Maybach enter inside the gates. She kneeled in front of her son and gave him a warm hug.

She had already told him to be careful and call her if needed. So she just reminded him, "Baby, there are many bad people around here. Mr. Matthews won't let you out of his sight, still, be next to him. Or else Momma will be very worried."

Zane patted her back in return, "Don't worry, Momma. Zane will listen to you." He was already happy she didn't leave him behind. 

She affectionately kissed her son and earned some on her cheeks. Both lifted their heads to see Alvin who towered over them, blocking the direct sun rays.

Alvin flicked his fingers looking at Young Mommy. Zane bid her and Rob guided Zane to Maybach.

She stood up and faced Alvin, "Don't frighten my son." It was a request.

"Does your son look like he will fear me?" Alvin scoffed.

"Alvin, he is still a little boy." Of course, Zane will get scared if he sees Alvin livid.

'Little boy?' Alvin voiced his thoughts lazily, "Yet he behaves like your bodyguard." Alvin had unknowingly expected Zane to be girly as he grew with Anya and Krystle around him. But the little guy was like a little grown-up man who is ready to protect his mother.

Anya couldn't help but smile at hearing him. Mothers will always get happy to hear anything good about their children. She beamed, "I told you he is a gentleman." She looked very proud of her son.

Alvin squinted his eyes at her. She never called him that. He tried to reach her cheek but she evaded him, "And I am a rogue!?"

Anya voiced the truth, "Yes." She stuck her tongue out seeing him speechless and tried to leave quickly. Nevertheless, he pulled her to his embrace.

"Alvin!?" Anya tried to break free but he shushed her as his arms gently wrapped around her. 

Alvin's eyes swept over the people who were murmuring or watching them intently. His aim was achieved. So he focused on the confused Goofball in his embrace.

"Keep the car here, use it if you have to go out." A sniper couldn't break the windows. "If the work gets late, I have a beach house to stay by." She doesn't have to work in a hurry and they don't have to stay in a hotel and worry about safety.

Anya smiled hearing him. She couldn't believe one who was adamant about keeping her in the mansion was giving her ample time to deal with her work.

She didn't argue with him about the car. Being a single mother, she was immune to the eyes on her so she didn't care if the car grabs unnecessary attention on her. And this time, she wasn't alone, she had him for her and her family's protection. She felt selfish but that's what he was willingly doing and she had promised him nothing other than not running away from him.

She clicked a button on the car key fob and the car doors automatically closed before the car system shut down.

Anya nodded in acceptance, feeling warm in his arms although he wasn't wearing as many layers as her.

"Are you trying to spoil me?" Her curiosity got her.

'Spoil her!?' He doesn't know that. He responded promptly in his deep voice, "I am marking my territory." That's what he was doing.

Anya: "…"

She broke from his arms and grumpily walked away. She wasn't a piece of land to acquire her. She was also aware he was dumb at sweet words and doesn't coat his intention with sweet words.

She glanced back after a distance and saw him watching her. Zane waved his hand happily from the car.

The smile on her face slowly disappeared when the captain reported to her about Harper. "Harper Johnson is in the waiting room demanding to meet you. He tried to break into the room arranged for you." 

She nodded in response. She entered the police agency as she continued to hear the report of every task. Although the cops were curious about her and surprised by her extravagant arrival, the team focused on the case.

Meanwhile, Harper Johnson was waiting for the in-charge cop of the case with his secretary. He was cursing the person for making him wait when he noticed a known face.

She was in a semi-formal outfit. A white shirt was layered with sleeveless knitted black and white sweaters. And a black slim-fit trouser making her limbs look slender and longer on the ankle-length boots. She had completed her look with a half-white long blazer.

Although it was a simple look, she looked undeniably posh and unapproachable due to the distant air around her.

The two syllables reached Harper and his assistant's ears, 'Officer Owen.'

Anya Owen! Officer Owen!?

Harper's eyes widened in disbelief. He unawarely stood up while watching the lady leading and listening to the six officers who were part of the investigating team.

The two men couldn't believe the assistant general secretary wasn't a secretary. It was a lot to digest for them hence they failed to react. 

Anya passed right in front of Harper and his secretary without sparing a glance at him.

The two kept waiting while Anya was busy questioning the people related to the case and other paperwork that needed to be done. She walked in front of Harper and his secretary a few times but didn't give a speck of attention.

She was returning to her room holding a file when Harper's secretary blocked her path unwillingly. "O-Officer Owen, Chairman Johnson would like to speak with you" He stuttered when he met her icy hard eyes.

He couldn't believe the information they got about her was completely false.. She nowhere looked like a simple single mother who was struggling to live.