The Trash Son In Law Novels & Stories

“Will you tell me what the hell Trish told you that's got you spilling this shit?” He rolled his eyes. “How many times will I tell you that it's got nothing to do with her or her words, and everything to do with our child.” I sucked in a frustrated breath. “If you actually cared about him then you won't be making these dumb suggestions, okay? Trish has always been a fucking shit whose life has revolved only around money and power. Nothing else. “That is not a woman I would allow to infect my three year old son, Richard. Get that into your fucking brain.”

Lianna locked her eyebrows and said softly, "His name is Hash Lucas and he’s my classmate from college. His father, Charles Lucas, is one of the top management at the Grand Express Corp and he’s also very close to Jared Xavier..." "Charles Lucas? Is he related to Chase Lucas?" "Yes, they’re cousins." "So, Hash Lucas' identity is quite remarkable. The son of Grand Express Corp’s top management Charles Lucas and nephew of street boss Chase Lucas. That means he’s involved in both circles?" Hash puffed up his chest proudly and said to Alex in an imperious manner, "Are you afraid now? Too bad you've missed the opportunity I gave you! If you know what's good for you, hurry up and apologize to me,

The staff, done with caution, moved in to throw me out. I broke free from their grip, my voice a low growl. "Back off. Don't touch me. I'm here with Jim Lawrence, the billionaire. He's my dad!" Laughter rippled through the onlookers. Henry, smirking, could not resist a jab. "The billionaire's son? That's a Branford University grad who's practically running the Lawrence empire after just two years back home.

"You don't even have a chance to afford it even if you've worked hard in your lifetime!" "You bastard!" When the guy recognized Jate. "Oh, it's you! The fucking live in son in law!" The guy said. Jate clenched his fist and hold his anger. He was the eldest brother of Denisse Winston, John Winston. "You piece of trash!, And a live-in son in law!" "Hahah hah haha ha...." All the passerby nearby were laughing. Jate ignored him and get on his ebike and leave immediately. But suddenly John kicked his ebike and rolled over.

Cain said, “Everyone knows that the Webb family is filthy rich, but the most awesome thing the family has isn’t money, but instead, a son who likes to eat shit!” Marcus said, “Yes! When it comes to the shit-eating son, you guys must have watched the viral video on the Internet. That dude has to eat shit hourly and he can’t even skip once! When he was at the hospital, in order to eat the freshly baked shit, he literally pushed an old man who was sitting inside the toilet and smacked the shit right into his mouth! Tell me, is that something an ordinary person would do?” Cain echoed, “You’re right, son. The way you put it, the Webb family’s son is really something!”

Joniss snorted. “That’s right, I heard that her son is absolutely Good-for-nothing. He hooks up with all sort of women all day long. That kind of trash deserves to be caught. However, I did hear that Anne’s trashy son wasn’t caught by the Luckser family, but someone else.” One of the men said in confusion.

Adrian said. Chad Marley is indeed the son of Louis Law’s longtime friend, Robert Marley. The man had just returned from England, and intended to start a career. Knowing that Robert Marley’s son intends to pursue a career, a brilliant idea to punish Adrian appears in Louis Law’s head. The middle-aged man punished Adrian by giving the position of director he had held to Chad Marley. While his own son got the lowest position in his office, namely being a janitor. Louis Law hopes that his son can be more mature and not only depend on his parents. Not only that, the facilities for Adrian were revoked, he no longer owns a luxury car or credit card.

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

"Trust me, I didn't kill your husband. I know I raped you in the past and stalked you, but whatever I've done, I never thought of ruining you and my cousin's relationship, trust me." "Trust me," I repeated mockingly and busted out in a harsh laugh. Tears welled up in his eyes as I said, "If you love me as you claim to, please I never want to see you again. If I do, I might have to charge you for committing such an offense." "Your son needs a father figure in his life." "My father is more than a father figure than you are. He will be that to my almost four-month-old son." "He is bound to a wheelchair."

"No, it's not that. It's just that I can't attend the event. I'm not ready." Giorgio insisted, "You can't be stupid; this is a good opportunity for us." "That's right, your son also has a right to his father's property," Barbara added, confirming Giorgio's opinion. "Sierra, you are still not ready for Gama's departure. But don't let your selfishness make you make the mistake of not demanding your son's rights to his family." "Mom, my son doesn't need all that. I don't want to beg them. They got rid of me; maybe it's payback for what we did to him."