Chapter 466 An Eye for an Eye
Room 8996 was just ahead of them.
Their commotion and loud conversation made certain words quite clear to hear.
Besides reporters, there were also curious onlookers gathered around.
"I heard the bureau chief's wife is here to catch her husband in the act. Apparently, he's been unfaithful."
"I heard his mistress is actually the bureau chief's wife's good friend."
"What? Who?"
"Don't you follow gossip? The bureau chief's wife's friend is none other than Mrs. Windsor."
"My God! Really? Aren't they supposed to be best friends in high society?"
"Who knows? Come on, let's go see for ourselves."
Holden, who had been watching with amusement, darkened slightly upon hearing this conversation.
He instinctively glanced at Zephyr.
Zephyr's expression remained completely impassive.
Waverly, however, looked utterly shocked.
"Dad, this can't be true. Mom should still be downstairs entertaining guests," Waverly offered in Anouk's defense.
Despite their usual subtle rivalry, Anouk was still part of the Montgomery Family. With no children of her own except Waverly, and even without significant power in the Windsor Family, Anouk still had the Montgomery Family behind her. If something happened to Anouk, Waverly would lose an important pillar of support.
Zephyr ignored her completely and walked straight toward the commotion.
Waverly, unable to do anything else, hurried after him.
"Shall we go?" Alexander asked, his arm around Victoria as he leaned down slightly.
Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Of course. Why wouldn't we?"
She had come for the drama, after all.
The couple followed, with Thomas and the others naturally trailing behind.
Holden hesitated momentarily before following as well.
Meanwhile, inside Room 8996, Anouk and Allan were oblivious to the gathering outside.
They were completely absorbed in their lovemaking.
Anouk had been busy in the ballroom when she received Allan's call, forcing her to step away briefly.
She had intended to speak with him quickly and return, but Allan wouldn't let her leave.
"Anouk, I've done everything you asked. Now it's time you gave me what I want," Allan said, holding her tightly, leaving her no room to resist.
His deliberate provocations didn't help matters.
For years, she had never been intimate with Zephyr. After their marriage, he had ordered that without his permission, she couldn't even set foot on the floor where he resided.
They were husband and wife in name only.
Being a normal woman, she had physical needs.
Once, when meeting Allan to ask for a favor, knowing he had feelings for her despite her love for Zephyr, they both had too much to drink and ended up sleeping together.
Since that first time, things had spiraled out of control.
She had maintained herself well, looking nowhere near her forties or fifties.
This was precisely why Allan was infatuated with her.
Even before Anouk married into the Windsor Family, he had been attracted to her.
Unfortunately for him, she didn't reciprocate his feelings.
Yet ironically, she had ended up his in a way.
Outside the door, Allan's wife Jasmine swiped a keycard and burst in.
"Allan, you bastard, come out here!" she roared.
The normally mild-mannered Jasmine was like a ticking time bomb when angered.
The couple inside jumped in shock.
Allan had barely risen when the door was violently pushed open, slamming against the wall with a crash.
The disheveled pair on the bed stared in horror at the crowd suddenly flooding the room.
When Anouk spotted the cameras, her heart sank. She quickly hid under the covers.
Seeing this scene, Jasmine became even more furious, nearly fainting from rage.
But the situation demanded she remain conscious.
Camera shutters clicked incessantly.
She had many questions racing through her mind, all boiling down to one: How did Jasmine Faye know about this, and why did she choose today of all days to show up?
"Stop filming! Everyone get out!" Allan half-sat up in bed, frantically grabbing a piece of clothing and putting it on in disarray.
But nobody was listening to him—this was breaking news, after all.
Meanwhile, Jasmine launched into a tirade, hurling every insult imaginable.
"Allan, you bastard! How dare you cheat on me with Anouk? How could either of you do this to me? Fine! If you won't let me have peace, I won't let you have any either!" she shouted.
Jasmine yanked at the bedsheets while continuing her verbal assault, "Anouk, why are you hiding? If you had the nerve to seduce my husband, you should have been prepared for this day! I actually considered you a friend all this time, and this is how you repay me—sleeping with my husband! I was such a fool to ever call you my friend!"
"No wonder Zephyr rejected you. Look at you—disgusting and impure. You're nothing but a mistress who belongs in the shadows!"
"You wouldn't even be Mrs. Windsor if you hadn't played your dirty tricks back then!"
"Let me tell you something—you betrayed me first, so don't expect any mercy from me now."
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