Gossip Girl Reborn by Darlene Nunez

Reading Juicy Gossip in Her Mind

Chapter 111 My House Is Not A Dumpster

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Danielle was the kind of person who would swallow her own blood before letting it spill, she would never allow others to see her weakness.

She sequestered herself within her room, shutting out all forms of communication, waiting for the tumultuous night to pass,

She knew she had lost this round, but she wasn't about to admit defeat. One day, she would find a way to get even.

After a sleepless night, as dawn broke, she applied her makeup, unlocked her phone, and prepared to head out to work to handle the transition tasks.

The moment she powered on her phone, it was bombarded with messages.

Danielle sneered. She figured it must be one of Maverick's obsessive fans who still wouldn't leave her alone, managing to call just as she had turned on her phone.

Upon checking her phone, she found it was from the company.

A notification for the latest trending topic on Twitter popped up at the top of the mobile screen.

Shocking! A tumultuous love triangle. This is the actual truth

Danielle became the biggest scapegoat.

Did last night's live stream aim to incite fans to cyberbully the manager and divert the focus of the conflict?

Two-faced Maverick, the cuckold king Hendrick, and Mirabelle, master at leading people on.

Confronted with such a drastic shift in the trending topic, Danielle was taken aback. She immediately opened her Twitter only to find several explosive headlines dominating the hot search homepage.

Just an hour ago, at half past seven in the morning, the rush hour had just begun.

Two marketing accounts successively released videos, capitalizing on the lingering buzz from last night, which immediately set the internet ablaze.

Danielle's eyes widened gradually as she picked up the incessantly ringing phone. A roar echoed from the other end-it was the vice president of the company. After all, this blow had directly impacted three of their key revenue generators. "Danielle, did you cause this?"

Danielle said coldly, "If I could, I would have acted last night."

"Forget it, you should go to Maverick's place and find him. We can't get in touch with him, so you need to discuss quickly on how to resolve this issue."

you guys

car. She retorted,

your own hands. How can you be

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yes, yes, I'm the

other party was taken aback. "Have you made up your mind to not care

a dump. I

the very least, remove your post from last

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I'll do as

herself after she was framed. How could

to continuously remind those fans about the despicable actions their idol

from deleting, she even decided

would be letting down those who helped her if she didn't add oil to the

and be willing to help her were from the Team A-list. She picked up her handbag, and like the professional agent she was, stepped out and headed toward Christopher's agency. Despite it being early in the morning, the buzz online was no

he was her true love all along. You call this a peaceful breakup, a chance to rekindle past affections? Netizen: D*mn it, the relationship between these three really

when Mirabelle originally broke up with Maverick, she was

She was too afraid to offend that person. A real coward who only preys on the weak. I knew the manager was right

for the choice of script, who would've thought? It's true what they say, you can't judge a book by its cover. It's hard to

eyes, not wanting us to witness that cringeworthy scene on stage. Unfortunately, she failed, and that's

Fortunately, the manager managed to successfully terminate the contract. She's finally free from suffering. The movie is crowded enough with

critique

way come together. But how, my face hurts from the embarrassment. My friends are looking at me strangely! My reputation's -Netizen: There are just too many things wrong with this, I am at a loss for

thing. I have to share it with my girlfriends,

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Maverick's apartment was

Maverick's assistant, Mirabelle's assistant, and Hendrick's

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them were all clutching their phones, drenched in sweat, their faces ashen. Yet, despite

noise. Supporting her hangover-stricken head and weary body, she woke up in a

bed. Glancing around, she found the bed empty and

Mirabelle quickly straightened up and went to open the door, eager

spotted the visitor and, upon opening the door, furrowed her brow, saying. "What's with all this racket so early in the morning? Keep it down." Something's happened,

"Where is Hendrick?!"

"Where's Maverick!"