Novel & Cerita Royal Trash

CHAPTER 161 – THE ROYAL TRICK MAYA POV They’re trying to trick me. Two can play that game. “No thank you,” I said flatly, folding my arms. My voice carried just enough bite to make Ruth flinch. Her painted smile wobbled. “But… it was worn by a royal.” I tilted my head. “I’m no royal.”

said the maid bowing on her knees in front of the two princesses . ' She found it in the trash bin behind the royal kitchen ?!..........Although it is dirty , I can clearly notice the expensive cloth material of this dress . Those golden straight lines too.......they shine too much for being some simple lines........They must be made out of pure gold............More importantly.....this dress looks so much like the dress that the girl who danced the second dance with his highness yesterday , had...........How could it be ?!........I am not certain of it yet since it needs to be cleaned first . ' thought princess Sara with a serious expression . " Did you see who threw this dress in the trash

Calista’s POV The morning sun slowly rose over the pack grounds, spreading a soft golden light across everything. I stood inside my house, packing the few belongings I had left. There wasn’t much. Most of my life’s work had been destroyed last night, and everything else I owned could fit into a few bags. Outside, the royal carriage was already waiting. It was a large black vehicle with thick armor around the sides and the royal crest displayed proudly on the front. It looked powerful and untouchable, completely different from the simple life I had always known.

I yearned to know if she thought I was useless—just dead weight dragging her down… However, I didn’t want to make a scene, and I didn’t want to drag an uninvolved man into the mess of my marriage. I turned to leave and accidentally knocked over a nearby trash can. Clang! The loud crash made both of them turn at the same time. Our eyes met. The burrito wrapper slipped from Alisha’s hand and dropped lazily to the ground. "Kayden?" The embarrassment of being caught hit me all at once. I wanted to disappear into the pavement. Nevertheless, I straightened up anyway, forcing a calm smile. "What a coincidence, babe. You two… talking business?"

Once that background check comes through, I'm going to humiliate you in front of this entire room. a few guests at the surrounding tables actually fell silent, staring in surprise. It was the ugly truth of who he really was, laid bare for everyone to see. Realizing he was frowning while staring at Maxwell and everyone could see the hate in his eyes, Tristan nervously cleared his throat. He reached into his suit jacket and produced a sleek, heavy silver envelope, holding it high for the room to see. "So, I… uh… have booked the happy couple a two-week stay at the Royal Villa in the Maldives. All expenses paid. Two first-class round-trip tickets."

The second I stepped into the banquet hall that night, Alfred sneered. "Why are you dressed so cheap?" Then, as if nothing happened, he grabbed my hand and led me to our seats. Flipping through the menu, I spotted something unfamiliar and tapped his arm. "Honey, what's the difference between white truffle and black truffle? Which one should I get?" Before he could answer, Vivian piped up, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Looks like Mrs. Johnston doesn't eat at Michelin-starred restaurants much. White truffles are way pricier than black ones."

She was dressed in clothes with no identifiable brands, yet one look told you that they cost a fortune. "Rachel Speight," he said. "She's the daughter of one of our business partners. She's pretty, right? She's not like you. She doesn't need anything. She can just have fun with me without any concern or worries. "She comes from a good family, and she's very innocent and pure. For my sake, she fought with her family for a long time. I have to give her a proper title." He pulled the phone back and carefully caressed the screen. It was clear that he cherished this woman—so much so that he couldn't even bear to let me look at her for one extra second.

" Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight with the king. "The prince is...

Royal's face softened as he stared affectionately at Kylie " you just have to be patient, after the Kingston family becomes mine, everything she has right now would belong to you, by that time, you would be free to do whatever you want with her" Kylie nodded although she was still not satisfied " eldest master, I want to go home now, that bit*h has ruined my mood" " Alright I'll send you off" Royal said before putting on his robes. * * * * The camp of the undead* *A desolate forest in devil's lane* Venom stared at the slender figure that currently had her head buried in a pile of books, at first he had been prepared to listen to her tantrums after abducting her but she had not made a single

‘You may have had his baby bitch but you’ll never have him you are not good enough.’ His oldest sister hissed at her when they had her trapped one afternoon, ‘We are going to ensure he leaves you and we will take the baby from you to, he is one of us you are not.’ Trina knew they had looked down on her, they had no idea she was a Contessa and related to the British Royal family, ‘You are just another on of his dirty little secrets, another whore who spreads her legs for our brother but there is no way we are going to let you steal him away from us.