Chapter 272 A Venomous Stepmother

The duo came out of the villa to go and pick up Zane from the school. Anya had two choices, one to take a legal route or confront Gianna.

The retribution from the legal route would be simply exhausting and time-consuming. Anya didn't have so much patience to see Gianna suffer.

The bitterness from Flora's attack hadn't subsided despite knowing Flora was going to end up in prison. To make Gianna's life a living hell, to make her pay for everything she had done for Alvin, Zane, and Anya, Gianna should live, repenting for her actions for the rest of her life.

Anya could only do that by snatching away what Gianna loved the most.

Anya hated that she was having such vile thoughts but she couldn't bring herself to just sit and endure, especially when Gianna was a poisonous snake that would find ways to trouble them.

Anya looked at Alvin, she could actually ask him to deal with Gianna but how is it any less vicious than doing it on her own?

A part of her feared becoming somebody she wouldn't like. However, determination flickered in her eyes. Even if she has to kill somebody for the peaceful life of her son, she would do it.

Anya noticed a taxi on the road. Turning to Alvin, she hurriedly requested, "Alvin, please pick up Zane and come to the Cinnamon home furnishing outlet. I will be there soon." Anya had introduced Alvin to the home teacher so Zane would be fine.

Alvin: "..."

He neither got the chance to say anything nor tried to stop her. He could easily guess she was going to see Gianna, so he could only hope Anya wouldn't get hurt in the process.

He dialed Rob who was busy with the attempt to murder case, "Send a team at the Imperial University. No one should lay a finger on Little Donut." His chilling voice dropped the instructions to keep Anya safe.

After hearing the response, he added more, "Hold back the actions against Gianna Sallow."

He had already planned to ruin Gianna's flawless social image that she was maintaining for years with a delicate appearance and modest behavior. Their attack wouldn't just shame her, she would also lose her reputed position in the university. They were also digging up any crimes on the Gianna.

Now, everything will be held back so that Anya could vent her frustration and unknot her counter dependency.

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At Imperial University,

Educated, trained, and worked for many years, Gianna Sallow was an expert at her work. She didn't need a constant assistant to handle her work. Not just in the social circle, she had a good name in the education department of Narnia. She had also won rewards for her contribution to the education field.

Hence Gianna had all the reason to be proud and behave like a mighty woman. However, she had the position and was able to achieve it because of Matthews who was the leading board member and the contributor to the university's development.

Thus if Gianna leaves Casper or he leaves her, one to suffer would be her. She wouldn't just lose the Matthews name from her, all her achievements would become nothing. After all, she stepped to that position through the connection rather than earning that position.

Anya was stepping into her university after many years. The campus of the Imperial university was too huge. It was the largest piece of land owned by an organization in the same place.

The campus was buzzing with the students. The taxi went straight to the administration building and came to a halt.

There used to be a row of people in front of the dean's office waiting to meet the dean of the university, Gianna Swallow. But there was nobody in the corridor as if it was vacated for her.

For a moment Anya doubted if she received the right information that Gianna was in her office.

As soon as Anya was crossing the reception desk, she was stopped by a receptionist, "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?" She asked politely.

That proved Gianna was in her office. Anya displayed her identity card and the receptionist was a bit surprised and glanced at Anya. In the chunky crop top and ripped jeans, Anya looked like a student, rather than an officer. She also doubted the possibility of a fake identity card until her eyes fell on the hologram and the stern gaze of Anya.

She stepped out of the counter, "This way please." She escorted Anya toward the office.

She could have informed Gianna or her assistant over the call. But she assumed the cop might be there because of a problem or Gianna might have invited the cop.

"Ms. Owen, please wait here. I will let Madam know about your arrival." The receptionist politely informed her and hoped for her to wait but Anya followed right behind her.

The dean's office was large, designed in the traditional wooden aesthetics. The walnut wooden flooring and interior gave off a traditional vibe that naturally brings respect. It highlighted the centuries the university had strived in the country.

The wooden shelf covered the wall on one side. It stored books, awards, letters of recognition and achievements, and antique frames. In front of it, Gianna was sitting on a leather cushioned, mahogany wooden chair, facing the large wooden desk.

Next to it, there was a small desk with a chair for an assistant. The other side of the room had luxurious couches that could hold twenty guests easily while the room was large enough to gather hundreds of people.

The walnut wooden flooring and interior gave off a traditional vibe that naturally brings courtesy and respect.

"Madam Matthews…" The receptionist's voice faded away when she saw Anya stand by her.

She was flustered as Gianna would scold her so she hurriedly tried to manage, "Ms. Owen, you cannot enter like this. I asked you to wait." She was indirectly letting Gianna know it wasn't her mistake but Anya's.

The receptionist didn't notice the change in expression of Gianna and reported in panic, "Madam Matthews, Ms. Owen is an officer. She wanted to see you."

Gianna clenched her teeth and maliciously glared at Anya. Wasn't her life miserable enough? Her sour mood worsened. Her frustration seemed to find a vent.

Unfortunately, Gianna's new assistant and the two bodyguards were food poisoned. They were visiting the restroom repeatedly. Thus there was nobody to save Gianna from Anya.

Honestly, Anya had the urge to grab something and smash it on Gianna's face. How could people put such a righteous mask on?

There was a time Anya used to think Alvin's mother was capable yet humble without knowing she is a venomous stepmother. For many girls from other cities, Gianna was like an idol and they dreamed of getting to meet Gianna.

Recalling the past, Anya felt more disgusted by the woman. She turned to the receptionist and pointed out, "We have a confidential matter to discuss." Well, it was kind of confidential.

For an unknown reason, Gianna felt alarmed seeing the receptionist leave. There were no bodyguards or the assistant. Her eyes widened when she realized it wasn't a coincidence.

She was right. But it was Alvin's men who got rid of three people who weren't leaving Gianna out of sight.

Watching Anya striding towards her, Gianna was a tad frightened. Anya's step was like a tornado closing down to destroy her. Her cold gray eyes were like bows, shooting sharp icicles at her.

Well, she wasn't ready to give in so easily. Clenching her fist, she leaned on her chair and crossed her legs putting on a formidable air.

She sneered, "The guards should be fired. Even Beggars…" Her eyes widened and the words stuck in her throat when Anya cross the desk.

Anya showed no mercy when she grabbed Gianna's delicate neck and pressed her head on the desk. "Gianna Sallow, I have never seen an obnoxious woman like you," Anya said through her teeth.

A sharp pain struck Giana's neck. Her hands struggled to get away from the desk when the burning pain clasped her lungs in agony. An overwhelming feeling of dread took over and the pain only got worse and worse with her struggles.

It reminded her of the day Alvin choked her in the hotel suite. Her eyes blurred with moisture as her chest tightened, losing the air.

Tears rolled down her eyes, she was imprisoned by her husband. She had done nothing these days. Why was she going through another hell of pain?

Gianna's entire body was trembling, her face turned scarlet, losing the air. Weak, it cost her all her remaining strength to keep fighting. However, there wasn't much she could do to escape. Anya was just too strong.

Anya threw Gianna to the floor, without losing her cool. She wanted to give a taste of what she could do. And the next time, if Gianna considers hurting her baby, she should tremble by recalling today.

Gianna started coughing to breathe but the aching throat made every breath agonizingly painful. She always wished the bodyguards and the assistant to leave her alone, but now she realized Casper wasn't just stopping her from doing anything stupid, he was also protecting her from the coldblooded couple.

Anya kneeled in front of Gianna and held her chin. She snickered, "Didn't you still understand the Anya you had played with is dead?"

It wouldn't be wrong to say, Gianna succeeded in changing Alvin and Anya's life completely.

Breathing heavily, Gianna pulled her head away from her hands. She glanced at the surveillance camera in the room and hid her evil smirk. She couldn't do anything to Alvin but Anya.