The Trash Of The Counts Family Novels & Stories

"None of that matters anymore because I no longer feel anything for you." Jonathan's eyes reddened. "Can you give me another chance? I've also died once now—Henrietta pushed me off a cliff and lied about it, claiming that I fell off myself. Then, she inherited everything of mine and took a fresh-faced lover. We've both died once, so we're even." I scoffed. "I'm not the one who pushed you. How are we even?"

The clean hallway outside our home had turned into a disgusting garbage dump covered in buzzing flies. There was a designated trash area in the neighborhood, and everyone here had lived together for over a decade. There was no way people didn’t know where garbage was supposed to go. Anthony immediately exploded in anger. “Who did this? Throwing trash in front of someone else’s door like this, do you people have no shame?” Someone nearby muttered under their breath, “It’s still nothing compared to being the other man.” Anthony immediately lost it, grabbing the speaker by the collar. “What did you just say? I’m telling you right now, Anthony is not an adulterer! The real adulterer is that fake

My face stayed blank as I tossed it straight into the trash. "That one was hand-knit by my mom. This piece of crap doesn't even come close." Elmer frowned when he saw the scarf in the bin, then sat down beside me. "I know. But the dead won't come back, Moira. What's gone is gone. Risa didn't mean any harm, and it was you who pissed her off first, wasn't it? Come on, don't be mad." He reached out like he always did, trying to pat my head.

I was planning to ride out those last days in peace, detached and unbothered, but no—Betty just had to bring the drama. She shattered my dad's urn. The ashes spilled everywhere, but it wasn't enough for her. Nope. Her cat strutted in, did its business right on the remains, and Betty? She had the audacity to grin. "Daphne, look! The ashes make great litter for my cat!" And just like that, all the grief, the rage, everything I'd been holding back exploded. I just grabbed the baseball bat behind the door and swung. The crack of impact was satisfying, but Betty's scream? Even better. She stumbled back, pale as a ghost, scrambling to get away.

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?"

Yet when she really thought about it, she realized she knew nothing about who he'd been after turning 18. When Cedric was five, the Jamison family had suffered a devastating blow. Their assets had been swallowed up by a rival, the company had been forced into bankruptcy, and his father, Arthur Jamison, had died in a car accident. Unable to handle one tragedy after another, his mother, Melinda Green, had broken down. Her mind had shattered. Back then, everyone whispered that Arthur had provoked someone he never should've crossed, and that was why disaster had struck. Almost overnight, people had started avoiding Cedric and Melinda like the plague.

shouted Count Clodis looking madly around the court room , finally catching sight of a man who walked out of the shadows " Oh my , father .. you look quiet agitated " said Wilson calmly seeing his son so calm and barely flustered , both Agnis and Count Clodis realized that they were betrayed ! Betrayed at the crucial moment . " How could you ! how could you betray your family !" Count Clodis was so anxious that spit was flying from his mouth " Wilson you -" Wilson however ignored his father and turned to look at the woman who had gone pale beside herself " Why there you are , my dear sister , how are you?"

Sure enough, the bead in the energy core turned again, and the golden light appeared once more. Tristan got up and started clawing at the ground. He grabbed a handful of dirty mud and dust before directly shoving it into his mouth. He was eating as much of it as he could! ‘Hah. The young master of California’s Coleman family ate trash. Now, the genius from Missouri’s Coleman family will sit on the ground and eat dirt.’ Alex thought. Immediately after that, Alex took his phone out and started recording a video of Tristan sitting on the ground eating dirt. Alex did so from multiple angles, and he turned on the flash function to make sure it could be seen clearly.

“I know what you want to say to me. You’re just worried that I’d have your darling son wrapped around my little finger again. I’ll tell you straight up, I will never step foot into the Black family, nor will I have anything to do with the Black family. Your darling son is just trash to me! I want to puke the moment I see him, much less your garbage dump of a family!” She was describing his family as a garbage dump?! “How could the Fritzgerald family possibly have someone like you join their family?! You’re an embarrassment to them!” Richard trembled in rage. But Carol felt great. “I’m still better than the three pieces of trash you have as your sons!” She immediately left while the furious R

“Where’s the wallet?” Mia curled her lips and lowered her head. “I’ve gotten rid of it.” “What?” The nun was so exasperated that she was about to curse. “Where did you get rid of it?” “I only want the money. The other things in it are useless to me, so I just threw them into the trash can.” Colton gasped, and his patience had reached its limit. “Which trash can did you throw it into?” Mia was embarrassed. “The trash can in the nursing home. I guess it must’ve been taken to the landfill.”