The Trash Son In Law Novels & Stories

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.

"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."

“If you’ve been traumatized, the company can pay for you to go get therapy.” Instead of being upset, she approached me and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to make a huge scene out of this. “But your daughter, Trinity, has been toying with my son like he’s just a fallback guy for two whole years. After that, she got pregnant, secretly gave birth, and just dumped that baby in a toilet to die.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered more viciously, “My son gave her everything, but she treated our whole family like dirt. How could she end a life just like that?!”

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

"Damn! The old man just killed his son, how unbelievable!" "That is what you think Boss, but rumor has it that Jordan is not the biological son and there is someone affiliated to Mister Goh by blood residing in Italy. There are rumors circulating that his real son is hiding and secretly running the business there." I raised one brow. "Italy? Of all places!? And that explains why it was easy for him to strike Jordan and end his life. How many secrets are there in his closet? I assume that Julliana does not know about it yet."

“You jinx! We simply asked you to take care of the two boys, and you did something so vile?! You should have died!” “Vile?” As if I heard a joke, I sneered. Then, with bloodshot eyes filled with rage, I questioned her, “Speaking of vile, I’d like to ask you something. When those two pieces of trash switched my son out, Margaret’s son is still alive, but where is mine?”

"He's been under a lot of stress lately. Changes in the household. You understand." I nodded. I did not understand. I understood nothing. I understood that my son was eight years old and had just looked at me like I was beneath him. I understood that he had been raised by strangers who did not know how to love him. I understood that I had given him away and this was the result.

"Can we please start over?" I looked at his fake, desperate face and felt nothing but disgust. Calmly, I asked, "Hey, Liam. Do you know anything about sorting garbage?" He was caught off guard. "What?" I pointed at him. "You… are the hazardous waste I threw out. I have a bit of an obsession with cleanliness. Once I throw something away, I never pick it up again." His expression shifted from pleading to shame and anger. He wanted to say more, but I turned and walked away, leaving my bodyguards to stop him behind me.