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📍 Monte-Carlo, Monaco chimagazineit Mood of crisis? Beatrice Agnelli was spotted in Monte-Carlo, arriving to a dinner with her godmother, Beatrice Borromeo and her uncle John Elkann, in what is a *very* rare sighting for the 52-year-old businessman. This comes just a day after her boyfriend Dean Huijsen was spotted in a Turin nightclub, cosying up to a mystery woman in a seemingly drunken state. For this, Juventus trainer Thiago Motta has excluded the defender from the travelling squad to their second UCL quarter-final leg against PSG.
user1 This screams revenge outfit juvefan101 Since this girl's been with us we've only had drama 🤦🏻♂️ Ban women from football user2 If Dean is cheating on her, he's a dirty pig! user3 I need the tea asap ☕️☕️☕️☕️ umbi_lambs They always do the cool family dinners without me 😭 Lol jk love them Replying to umbi_lambs: user4 Bro what u smoking, I need the same!!!
"I thought Monaco had no paps" I scoffed as I saw the Instagram picture from that stupid Italian tabloid. "Doesn't stop nosy, bored people from sending in pictures they take on their phones" my godmother scoffed. "Just like poor Dean was filmed in that nightclub" John said and raised his eyebrows at me. The day after the showdown with Kenan, Dilara and Dean at my apartment, I had decided to come clean about everything to him and now, we had arranged to meet with Beatrice too in what definitely was a crisis summit.
"And it's my fault he's excluded from the squad" I sighed, burying my head in my hands. "It's not like the coach had a choice in doing that. He couldn't exactly tell the press it's ok to do that because his girlfriend had just cheated on him with another player from the team" John huffed and I glared at him. "I already feel bad, you don't have to rub salt into my wounds" I replied. "You deserve it" he countered cockily. "I know" I snarled.
"Ok, stop it you two. Has the statement about the break-up been drafted yet?" Beatrice asked. "Should be done by the end of the night. Thankfully Dean was nice enough to agree to posting it at the same time as you" John said with a sarcastic smile on his face. "Make sure they include that the break-up happened days before that video" I sighed and rubbed my temple. "Yeah..." John replied.
There were a few quiet moments in which we looked at each other, no one wanting to speak up first. "So... What are you going to do now?" Beatrice asked. "What I should have done since the beginning. Keep out of everyone's business and just do my job without distractions" I sighed. "You and Kenan are not...?" she asked surprisedly. "How? I told you what that crazy girl said that evening!" I replied agitatedly.
"She already contacted a reporter from Repubblica" John said and my jaw dropped. "How do you-" I started, but quickly stopped myself. This girl was so stupid. "He's the love of your life, Bea" John said calmly. "He's... It's making me do stupid things. I can't risk my career... or his for this matter" I countered. "That's the magic of love" Beatrice swooned, earning her glares from me and Uncle John. "Ugh, you two are so business-serious-annoying" she said and rolled her eyes.
"No, but somehow... She's right. Beatrice Agnelli isn't someone to go down without a fight" John chuckled and sent me a wink. "You were just pissed at me 5 minutes ago" I said to him and rolled my eyes. "Don't worry, I still am. Everybody hates cheaters" he said and grinned at me sarcastically. "He's just excited about the rekindled possibility of walking you down the aisle to Kenan" Beatrice gushed and clapped her hands giddily, earning her weird looks from John and me again.
"Since you've married that fairytale Prince of yours you've become kinda disturbed" John huffed and jokingly hit the back of her head. "From the situation that is now and a walk to the alter with Kenan - we're kinda universes away from that. Because he's kinda marrying another girl. Small detail." I said. "You won't seriously think that that cheap copy of you is a serious concurrence for you?" Beatrice asked and raised her eyebrows. "You don't go down without a fight" John said amusedly before taking a sip from his Negroni, hiding his grin.
"And what do you guys think I should do?" I asked and raised my hands in the air. "The Beatrice Agnelli sure as hell doesn't need our advice on how to bring down some Turkish imitation of an original" Beatrice said and winked at me. "I swear those people over there. I was in Istanbul once and they had those awful copies of designer bags everywhere, on every street corner, she's just like one of them..." she continued to blabber. "Ok, that's been enough Chardonnay for you tonight" John said and took away her wine glass, making her pout at him.
"But she's right. Don't go down without a fight. I know you still love him and think he's worth it" John said and caressed my arm. "And what do I do with Dean?" I sighed. "You'll hear it at the board meeting tomorrow, but... I'm giving you a heads up. He's agreed on personal terms with Atletico Madrid, he'll... leave at the end of the season" he replied and I nodded. "I had expected him to leave. I don't regret cheating but... I regret hurting him, I feel so awful..." I sighed and buried my head in my hands.
"Come on, you're young. You're allowed to make mistakes" Beatrice said and grabbed my hand to squeeze it in encouragement. "And you're Italian. You wouldn't be if you didn't have love drama in your life. The best friend turned lover, that got cheated on by the love of your life... Oh, to be young again" John gushed and put his hand on his heart. "Finish your steak instead of blabbering nonsense" I said and pointed at his plate with my knife.
