Adele FREEZES OUT Meghan Markle at Kris Jenner’s bash… turning the night into a full-blown Sussex meltdown!
Picture this: Meghan in full glam, schmoozing A-listers at Kris’s epic 70th – Beyoncé, Oprah, the whole Kardashian empire – dreaming of her Hollywood glow-up. Then Adele, queen of shade, spots her across the room… and it’s ice-cold. No hug, no chat, just a pointed “Not tonight” pivot to Rich Paul. Whispers say it’s revenge for that 2021 Grammy snub when Meghan “borrowed” Adele’s spotlight. Harry stood awkward, Kris played neutral, but the deleted pics? Ouch. Insiders spill: “Meghan was gutted – left early, fuming in the car.” Is this the final nail in her Tinseltown coffin?
Dive into the drama that’s got everyone talking… and laughing…
Kris Jenner’s star-studded 70th birthday bash on November 8, 2025, was meant to be the ultimate Hollywood power play: a James Bond-themed extravaganza at Jeff Bezos and Lauren Sánchez’s $165 million Beverly Hills estate, complete with caviar towers, a live string quartet crooning Sinatra, and a guest list that read like a Forbes 400 cheat sheet. Beyoncé and Jay-Z held court by the infinity pool; Oprah Winfrey swapped stories with Mariah Carey; Mark Zuckerberg geeked out over drone light shows with Vin Diesel. And there, amid the black-tie glamour, were Meghan Markle and Prince Harry – the Duke and Duchess of Sussex, fresh off their Invictus Games Vancouver whirl, angling for relevance in a town that’s been whispering “next caller” since Megxit. But what started as a networking nirvana devolved into a Sussex-sized spectacle of snubs, deleted photos, and icy encounters – chief among them Adele’s pointed freeze-out of Meghan, reigniting a grudge that’s simmered since the 2021 Grammys and turning the night into a viral nightmare for the California royals.
The evening kicked off with promise. Jenner, 70 and radiant in a sequined Versace gown that screamed “momager mogul,” welcomed 300 guests to the sprawling compound – a fortress of glass walls and olive groves where Bezos’s $10 million security detail rivaled Windsor Castle’s. Meghan, 44, turned heads in a custom black velvet wrap dress by Stella McCartney that slit high on one thigh, her caramel waves cascading just so; Harry, 41, cut a dapper figure in a Tom Ford tuxedo pinned with a Remembrance Day poppy, a subtle nod to his military roots. They arrived hand-in-hand around 8 p.m., flashing megawatt smiles for the valet line paparazzi – a rarity for the privacy-obsessed pair. “They looked genuinely thrilled,” an event planner tells People exclusively. “Meghan was in full schmooze mode, air-kissing Tyler Perry and hugging Paris Hilton like old sorority sisters.” Insiders pegged it as a calculated coup: Archewell’s Netflix deal teetering post-Harry & Meghan flop, Harry’s Invictus docuseries in pitch purgatory – this was their shot to woo execs like Netflix’s Bela Bajaria (spotted chatting with Oprah) and Spotify’s Bill Simmons, who ghosted their podcast in 2023. “Meghan saw Kris as a gatekeeper,” a source close to the couple dishes. “The momager to the moguls – if she could crack the Kardashians, the doors would fly open.”
Enter Adele: the British powerhouse, 37 and glowing in a crimson Elie Saab gown that hugged her post-baby curves, arm-in-arm with NBA agent beau Rich Paul. The “Hello” singer, a two-time Grammy darling with a voice like velvet thunder, arrived fashionably late around 9:30 p.m., her entourage including stylist Alex Brown and a bottle of vintage Dom Pérignon. Spotting Meghan across the Moroccan-lantern-lit tent – where Snoop Dogg puffed courtside with Travis Barker – Adele’s trajectory was clear: a beeline for the Sussexes. Or so everyone thought. “It was like watching a slow-motion car crash,” an eyewitness recounts to TMZ. “Meghan lit up, extended her arms for the hug – ‘Adele! So thrilled you’re here!’ – but Adele just… stopped. Gave this tight-lipped smile, a quick ‘Hiya, love,’ and veered hard left to Rich. No eye contact, no chit-chat. Meghan’s face? Priceless – frozen mid-beam.” Harry, ever the diplomat, attempted a save with a polite “Great to see you again,” but Adele’s response – a curt nod and pivot to Paul – sealed the snub. Whispers rippled: Was it payback for the 2021 Grammys, where Meghan’s surprise virtual appearance (post-Oprah bombshell) overshadowed Adele’s Album of the Year win? “Adele’s never forgiven her for stealing the spotlight that night,” a music insider claims. “She called it ‘tone-deaf Yankee entitlement’ in private – and this? Pure pettiness.”
The frost didn’t thaw. As the night wore on – with Stevie Wonder tickling ivories on a grand piano and Niecy Nash toasting Jenner’s “empire of estrogen” – Meghan and Harry found themselves in a social Siberia. Kim Kardashian, 45, posed gamely with Meghan for a mirror selfie in the powder room, all high ponytails and harmonious hugs; Kris herself draped an arm around the duchess for a trio shot with Oprah, champagne flutes aloft. But by midnight, the posts vanished. Jenner’s Instagram carousel – initially captioned “Bond, James Bond… and the best night ever! 🥂 #70AndFabulous” – scrubbed the Sussex snaps within the hour, leaving only solo glow-ups with Mariah Carey and Alicia Keys. Kim’s follow-up (“Mom’s night was EVERYTHING 💋”) ditched the duo entirely, fueling a frenzy of speculation. Initial reports blamed a “no-photo consent form” the Sussexes allegedly ticked – a Sussex staple since their 2023 Düsseldorf debacle – but sources close to the event fire back: “There were no forms. Zero. This was Kris protecting her thunder – you don’t upstage the birthday girl with royal drama.” X (formerly Twitter) exploded: #SussexSnub trended with 1.8 million posts, memes splicing Meghan’s frozen smile with Elsa’s “Let It Go.” “Kardashians delete faster than they contour,” one viral tweet quipped, racking 250K likes. The Kardashians, per Daily Mail leaks, were “livid” – not at the duo, but at the optics whiplash. “You never steal a Jenner spotlight,” a family friend spills. “Kris spent $2 million on this – fireworks, a Bond tribute band – and Meghan’s ‘glow-up’ pics threatened to eclipse it.”
For the Sussexes, it was a gut punch on a night already laced with irony. November 8 fell on Remembrance Day in the UK – a solemn poppy-pinned tribute to fallen soldiers that Harry, with his Afghan scars and Invictus halo, holds sacred. Yet here he was, tuxedoed amid caviar and canapés, while Buckingham Palace laid wreaths at the Cenotaph. Royal watchers pounced: “Tacky timing,” NewsNation opined, noting Harry’s poppy as a “half-hearted hedge.” Meghan, sensing the chill, bolted early – around 11:45 p.m. – citing “kids’ bedtime” back in Montecito, though sources say she was “fuming in the limo, ranting about ‘industry snakes.'” Harry lingered solo, nursing a scotch with Tyler Perry, but skipped the afterparty at The Nice Guy. By dawn, Archewell’s crisis team was in overdrive: a vague Instagram Story from Meghan – snow-capped Whistler throwback, captioned “Grateful for the moments that matter ❤️” – screamed deflection.
The fallout? A Sussex nightmare on steroids. Netflix, already cooling on their $100 million deal after With Love, Meghan‘s tepid reviews, reportedly shelved a Kardashian crossover pitch – “Too messy,” an exec shrugged to Variety. Adele’s shade? Amplified by her camp: “She’s Team Britain – Grammys grudge is eternal,” a rep hints. Jenner, ever the mogul, played neutral publicly – reposting fan edits sans Sussexes – but privately? “Kris adores Harry, tolerates Meghan,” a Kardashian insider confides. “This was a wake-up: Hollywood’s not handing out crowns.” X buzzes with schadenfreude: #Kris70 trended over #MeghanSnub, fans roasting the duo’s “cursed party streak” from Ellen’s 2020 polo flop to this Bond bust.
As November 17 dawns, the Sussexes hunker in Montecito – Harry’s teeing off at Riviera Country Club, Meghan stirring jam pots for American Riviera Orchard’s holiday drop. But the sting lingers: a night meant for alliances became a hall of mirrors, reflecting a Hollywood that’s polite, but not pally. Adele’s snub? Just the cherry on a Kardashian cake that crumbled under Sussex weight. In Tinseltown’s glittering grind, even duchesses learn: Sometimes, the real villains wear velvet – and they don’t need a trident to strike.