Jordan is facing years in federal prison, while Giselle is forced to hold down the household on her own. She moves her children and business to Los Angeles to be closer to her husband and Cousin Lauren as well as supporting her cousin Kieran who j...
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New York
After getting the kids settled in with their uncle Devyn and Aunt Asa, I had to take a flight to New York this week for business. When I'm not doing anything pertaining to fashion and beauty, I make a few appearances out on the social scene at different clubs and restaurants. Tonight I was getting paid $10,000 just to eat and be scene at TAO downtown.
As I exited my chauffeured Black Lamborghini truck paparazzi swarmed snapping photos of me in a custom gold dress from my fashion collection.
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"Giselle!..Giselle!..Over here!" They all shouted as I simply smiled and continued my strut to the entrance.
"Giselle! Is your husband really a murderer!? Did your your brother Devyn pay him to kill his former friends!? Did he really cheat on you with his ex girlfriend and have a child with her!?" They rudely badgered. This was the part of fame that I absolutely hated with a passion. Sometimes I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry when they asked fucked up shit like that.
On top of the murder questions, some clout chasing bitch leaked the photo of Jordan holding his exes child when they met in the park years ago, starting the narrative that my husband was cheating on me. This also happened to be the big scandal on Atlanta Housewives since apparently the person who leaked it is the same one that gave it to my friend Scottie. Go figure!
I ignored the peasants before entering the restaurant. The hostess directed me towards the table full of some of my good celebrity friends.
"Hi doll! Good to see you." Kim K said as she got up to give me a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Jonathan Cheban also got up to greet me. "You look like a fucking super model, my god!" He raved about me making me blush.
"Thank you babe, you look good too! Hey Lala!" I said to him before greeting LaLa Anthony. Also among the group was my friend's Paris Hilton and Ciara.
"So Giselle I have a Question!" Jonathan said loudly as he sat his fork down. I quickly wiped my mouth and turned my attention to him. "And I have an answer, what's up?"
