Faux Vows, True Desires
Chapter 360

Lucinda was in high spirits, but at her biological parents' home, the Blue family, chaos reigned.

It had all started the previous night. Hayden, out of curiosity, had ventured into his brother's room. The moment he stepped in, he was hit by the potent scent of love potions. Even with the doors and windows thrown open, the scent refused to dissipate.

Madeleine was to blame for her own downfall. In her attempt to ensnare Nathan, she had lit up all the love potions her mother had procured for her. The result was an overpowering scent that refused to vanish When Hayden smelled the scent, coupled with Madeleine's seductive advances, he couldn't resist. He was no saint. He had played around with plenty of women behind his wife's back. When Madeleine made her move, he was helpless against the allure. They indulged in a night of unabashed passion.

The effects of the potion were so strong that they only stopped when they were completely spent. They collapsed on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the housemaid, who was responsible for cleaning, found the room half open. She knocked, intending to clean but received no answer.

Without permission, she didn't dare to enter. So, she continued with her chores elsewhere.

It wasn't until Mr. and Mrs. Blue, the elderly couple, woke up.

They were early to bed and late to rise. By the time they woke up, it was already past nine in the morning.

As they passed by their eldest son's room and saw the door half open, Mrs. Blue commented to her husband, "What's gotten into Nathan? He should know better than to leave his door open."

As she spoke, she paused to close the door for him, calling out, "Nathan, are you still in there?"

When she received no response, she peeked inside. The sight that greeted her caused her to hastily shut the door, her face turning beet red.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Blue asked, puzzled. "What did you see? Why is your face so red?"

"Nathan and Madeleine were on the floor." Mrs. Blue's voice trailed off.

In her quick glance, she had seen two people on the floor, their clothes in disarray. But the man didn't look like their eldest son. The clothes looked like their third son's.

Due to her busy life when she was younger, she had neglected their youngest son, Hayden. Mrs. Blue felt guilty about this and now doted on Ashley the most.

Thinking of this, she quickly opened the door again and walked in.

Mr. Blue followed her, and upon seeing the scene on the floor, he was filled with rage. He shouted, "Hayden!"

Mrs. Blue was also shocked and angry. She didn't stop her husband's outburst in time. By the time she realized what had happened, the others had heard Mr. Blue's shout and came to see what was going on. Those who arrived first saw the disarray in the room. Then, they were also shocked.

What was going on?

Hayden and Ms. Porter had been fooling around in the master bedroom and had even fallen asleep on the floor. Clearly, they had been so carried away that they didn't even have the strength to make it to the bed. They had simply made do with the floor.

"Close the door!" Mrs. Blue commanded with a stern expression.

The maid came to her senses, quickly closed the door, and ran downstairs.

There were also eyes and ears loyal to Ashley in the big house.

Such a big event had several witnesses, and soon, Ashley found out.

Ashley had been waiting for her husband to come home last night. When he didn't return late into the night, she went to sleep.

Suddenly, she was told that her husband hadn't returned because he was in the master's room, sleeping with Madeleine. From the looks of it, they had spent the entire night together.

Her face turned pale with rage, and she stormed towards the master's room.

Ashley's butler tried to stop her but couldn't. Sensing trouble, she quickly dialed Pete's number.

Once Pete answered the call, the butler hurriedly said, "Mr. Blue, please come home quickly. There's been a big problem. Hayden and Ms. Porter. Oh my, Hayden has dishonored Ms. Porter in the master's room."

"What!" Upon hearing this, Pete felt like he had been struck on the head. His mind went blank.

His father had dishonored Madeleine!

Madeleine had always wanted to marry his uncle and become the mistress of the house. She had even taken on the role herself. Although she had deep connections with the Ashley family, Pete knew that Madeleine was using them and that they were using her in return.

In fact, Madeleine didn't think highly of the Ashley family.

His father slept with Madeleine. Not to mention the Porter family's outrage, it would definitely earn him Madeleine's wrath.

"Does my mother know?" Pete asked hurriedly.

Actually, they all knew about their father's dalliances. They had kept it a secret from their mother to prevent arguments and even a potential divorce.

Seeing that his mother was still deeply in love with his father, even in her forties, Pete knew that their love would not tolerate any mishaps.

Hearing about this, Mrs. Ashley would definitely be pissed off.

The butler replied, "Ashley knows and she's on her way to the master's room. Mr. Blue, you need to come home quickly and alert the master."

Hayden sleeping with Madeleine was certainly done without the master's knowledge, and he wasn't home.

That was why the butler said so.

If the master was home, even if Hayden had the courage, he wouldn't dare lay a finger on Ms. Porter.

"Alright." After hanging up the phone, Pete rushed to replace Nathan. Nathan was in his office, reprimanding Keith. Seeing Pete enter, Nathan managed to put on a gentle face and said, "Hey, Pete."

Pete was used to seeing Nathan scold Keith in the company. He also knew that his uncle was just putting on a show for them.

No matter how harshly Nathan scolded Keith, Keith's position as the young master was still secure.

"Uncle Nathan."

Pete didn't dare to spill the beans, least of all to his rival, Keith. Even though he knew he couldn't hide the truth forever, he thought it best to keep his cards close to his chest for as long as possible. He couldn't stand the mocking glint in Keith's eyes whenever he looked his way.

He quickly stepped over to Nathan's side, bending down to whisper something in his ear. Nathan's face shifted dramatically as he stood up abruptly, his face darkened, and he curtly said, "Let's head home!" "Dad, what's going on?" Keith asked.

"Keith, it's nothing," Pete quickly interjected.

"I wasn't asking you," Keith retorted coldly, leaving Pete seething but unable to retort.

"There's a bit of an issue back home. I need to take care of it. You carry on with your stuff, no need to come home," Nathan explained, trying to keep his son from the messy situation.

He wouldn't want to tarnish his son's eyes with such a chaotic scene. His son lived in a bubble, free from women within a three-meter radius. He was as innocent about relationships as a blank canvas.