Chapter 253

Inside Megan's private room, the music pulsed, and the dancing was relentless. Meanwhile, Howard stood rooted outside, his eyes bloodshot, fixed on the closed door. A cleaner arrived with her broom and mop to deal with the broken glass. "Excuse me, sir, could you lift your foot?" she asked mildly. "My room is right next door," Evan said, watching the tension radiate off Howard. "They aren't coming out soon. Let's wait in there." Howard finally tore his gaze from the door and followed Evan into the adjacent room. The cleaner hummed as she mopped up the last of the foam, slipped the tip into her pocket, and left in high spirits. … Back in Megan's room, Selena was still fuming. She pulled up the latest gossip—the photos of Howard and Alyssa's candlelight dinner—and jabbed a finger at her screen. "I just don't get it! Howard's being disgusting! What, is he planning to wait until Alyssa dies and then crawl back to Megan? Trying to have his cake and eat it too?" Everyone around he