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Just in— A little birdie says that there was a steamy encounter between the De Haan and Kingsley heiresses in the De Haan Mansion, specifically in Greyson De Haan's office. Looks like Monet was able to thaw thefrozen heart of our resident Ice Queen.xoxo. gossip girl
Adelaide's heart pounded as she maneuvered through the bustling hallways of their elite private school. The weight of the rumors, growing more scandalous by the hour, pressed heavily upon her. Gossip Girl's latest insinuation, claiming a torrid encounter between her and Monet within the confines of her father's office, was the catalyst for her decision. She had to find Monet, and she had to do it now.
Determined, Adelaide's gaze scanned the sea of students, searching for a glimpse of Monet's signature auburn hair amidst the crowd. Finally, she spotted her, leaning against a row of lockers with an air of indifference. Adelaide quickened her pace, her steps echoing with purpose.
As she approached, Adelaide noticed the hint of surprise flicker across Monet's face. Clearly, she had not expected their confrontation so soon after their heated exchange. Ignoring the curious glances from their peers, Adelaide stopped in front of Monet, her voice steady, albeit tinged with urgency.
"Monet, we need to talk."
Monet's eyes narrowed, her gaze betraying a mix of skepticism and curiosity. "What could we possibly have to talk about, Adelaide? You made it abundantly clear where you stand in my father's office."
Adelaide swallowed her pride, her desperation fueling her resolve. "I know we're enemies, but the rumors, Monet, they're spreading like wildfire. We have to do something before they ruin everything."
A sardonic smile curled Monet's lips, as if relishing the opportunity to hear Adelaide admit defeat. "And what exactly do you suggest we do, Adelaide? Hold hands in public, proclaiming our undying love for all to see?"
The idea, once so abhorrent to Adelaide, now seemed like the only viable solution. She hesitated for a moment, then met Monet's gaze with a determined expression. "Yes, precisely that. We fake a relationship, show the world that the rumors are baseless. If they believe we're together, it will quell the storm and protect our families' interests."
Monet's eyes widened, her skepticism giving way to cautious intrigue. "You want us to pretend to be a couple? You can't be serious."
Adelaide's voice was tinged with urgency as she explained her plan. "I am serious, Monet. We may despise each other, but we both know the consequences of letting these rumors persist. Our families' alliance hangs in the balance, and Gossip Girl's lies threaten to tear it apart. We can't let that happen."
Monet studied Adelaide intently, her gaze piercing through the layers of pretense they had carefully constructed over the years. The gravity of the situation settled upon her shoulders, and she realized that this proposal, however distasteful, might be their only way out.
