Novel & Cerita Trash Of The Count Family

In the end, the family lost everything, and even the title of count had to be sold off. As a result, Frost’s life had taken a sharp downturn.

"So what if I hit you? If it weren't for you, Athena wouldn't hate me, and my family wouldn't be falling apart! "All of this is because of you. You ruined everything, you bitch!" Sophia stood frozen, her mouth agape in shock. "But… didn't you say we were a family? Isn't Jackson fond of me?" Jackson shot back instantly, his expression icy, just like the way he used to look at me. "I never liked you! You're the reason I lost my mom. I hate you! "We were never a family—not with you." Mason's expression was just as cold, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Get the hell out."

My sister had sharp eyes and found the letter under the old pillow. Dad wiped away his tears and unfolded the paper with trembling hands. "Mom, Dad, and Heidi. By the time you see this letter, the countdown should have ended. I'm so happy I get to live with all of you. Thank you for your hard work in the last 18 years. I hope we can still be a family in my next life! Oh, right, use the money in the piggy bank to buy a toy for Heidi! Consider it an early birthday gift."

“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

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.

Tristan was standing alongside me when we greeted the count and his daughter at the main door of the villa. “I must say this is a big house. You must be more well off than I think, Count Abell,” the smug older count said. It was no secret that the count hated anyone that wasn’t from Talandor. Given that Tristan was an outsider and was originally a commoner, he was positively mocking him, and it irritated me. “What can I say? Merchants have several ways of making money, count,” Tristan said in a brighter manner. I liked how he handled the count’s insults well.

It's trash_inlove Till the next Adios.

My reflection looked pale, but my eyes were resolute. As soon as the car pulled out of the Forrest family estate, I received Dad's urgent call. He was clearly agitated. "Bad news, Cecilia! Jim is missing! He took the modified off-road vehicle from the garage!" My heart clenched. My grip tightened around my phone. What was Jim going to do? Luke spoke up from beside me, sounding unbothered. "Relax. I arranged a little surprise on the road for him." I turned to him. He was casually adjusting his cufflinks.

“This is just a Lunar Shine. What’s so special about it?” “Trash. The entire family is trash. My husband is trash, my son is unambitious, and my son-in-law is useless.” Gladys insulted the entire family. “Come on, Thea. Let’s go.” James lost his patience with the rest of the family, guiding Thea into the car.