You know those terrible car crashes that you can’t bring yourselves to look away from, and you‘re not really sure why? If this doesn’t end up falling into that category of clusterfuck, then I’ll be as surprised as a Mancini party guest passing a drug test.
After Ethan Hathaway’s scandalous split from his wife, Autumn (nope, I‘m still not tired of bringing that up) there was no way I wasn’t going to keep up with his future ‘romantic’ pursuits. I’m going to be honest, half of me was expecting him to chase after his ex-best friend’s lady next. Firstly, because I’m pretty sure Ethan’s life motto is ‘fuck morals.’ Secondly, because let’s be real here, I’m definitely not the only one who thinks that the reason for that divorcery is because he was fucking Aurélie St. Clair...
But, alas, I was pleasantly proven wrong when he instead set his sights on Parisian businesswoman and hotel heiress, Pénélope Dusautoir.
They hopped on to our radar a few months ago when they started attending events together as habitually as if they were already married. But the best part yet? Seeing the otherwise classy Frenchwoman doing the ultimate walk of shame; leaving Ethan’s apartment after an apparently eventful night together.
Wink wink, indeed. It would appear that things aren’t a casual as the show they’re putting on for the public….
Now they seem a nice enough couple (except for the fact half of it is Ethan) so why would I be writing an article about them, I hear you cry! How could I possibly find it within myself to throw a spanner into the works before this has even begun?
Because I’m a terrible human being. That’s why.
Now whilst some of you might berate me for the “questionable” factual accuracy of the things I write, I’ll have you know that the research I put into these articles is more work than half of you upper-class princesses will do in a lifetime. And it just so happens that when I decided to dig into the past of this relative unknown, I found some intriguing connections that were far too entertaining to ignore…
It would appear (though I’m not really surprised by the revelation, considering the fact she owns a hotel) that Pénélope’s family are definitely hot shit in Paris. The upper-crust of society, if you will. Think of this thing as the Parisian version of a Hathaway dating the Regular douche bag Hathaway! And lucky enough--though details are sparse, thanks to the limited stretch of social media back when the most interesting things were happening in her life--her name meant that people in Paris were just interested enough to document her goings on.
I know, this is all bullshit, why do we care…blah blah blah.
We care because there just so happened to be another familiar face in her group of Parisian Elite. One that she may or may not have spent a considerable number of years in a relationship with, and one that may or may not be in Launceston right. The fuck. Now.
Exes are exciting at the best of times. Usually because I spend my time hoping they’ll get jealous of a person’s new love interest, and go on a violent rampage to win back their heart. (Trust me, given these particular circumstances, that really isn‘t at all unlikely.) But the fact that Pénélope’s ex-boyfriend is suspected French mobster, Laurent St. Pierre, makes the drama even more delicious. Nom nom.
St. Pierre, who has in the past been linked to Jenifer Bennett, and a multitude of Vixens, was not who we expected to find on our little information hunt. Though he appears to have been in Launceston for a few years now, for its duration, whilst coming across as a pretentious asshole, I was wholly unaware that his lifestyle back in Paris was so different from the ‘bad boy, street bullshit whatever’ façade he seems to put on here. Intriguing, indeed. I suspect I’m not the only one who was in the dark.
Yet, it appears that the two Frenchies were very much in love before a lengthy prison sentence for St. Pierre (still trying to work out what for) separated the two, and the relationship came to an unpleasant end. Rumor has it: she started dating somebody else from their friendship group, though it’s still unknown who, whilst he was still behind bars. Ouch!
So, that begs the question…is she really here accidentally? Of all the places in the world to open a hotel, the place your ex-boyfriend chose to make into his cocaine playground topped the list? Surely, that can’t merely be a coincidence. Hmm.
It’ll be intriguing to see how long it takes for this to end in tears.
Fingers crossed they’re Ethan’s...
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