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"I'm engaged."
Absolute silence met Aasha's terse announcement.
Chuck, who had finally come to the conclusion that Blair was indeed right, and that nothing about Aasha was predictable, merely lounged back in his seat, and waited for this play to unfold.
If he was right, and let's face facts, he was Chuck Bass, he was always right, even if his wife didn't always admit to the fact, this was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
Aasha's father on the
other hand, seemed to have lost what remaining cool he had, apparently the
thought of his daughter walking out of an upscale New York hotel in a state of
undress was overshadowed by the thought of her having done so while being engaged.
The irony of it was that Arnav was sure to be putting a whole different mental spin on the situation, not that the actual one would calm him down anymore than this , but still, better the devil you know.
"Are you trying to tell me," Arnav enunciated with exacting preciseness, "Your no-excuses-explanation for how it is you are in the present predicament of having walked out of this hotel, in a state of tabloid documented indecency, is that you are engaged? And you were what , leaving your fiance's room?"
"No!" cried Aasha, wincing as she realized exactly how this sounded, looking desperately at her God-father for help, as her father seared her with a blazing look she had only ever seen him use on impertinent teen-wannabe-boyfriends as he silkily asked, "There's more?"
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I suppose you all know just how bribable i am by now...soo...do your thing...
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