Novel & Cerita Trash Of The Count's Family

Whenever Sanguine was mentioned, Vera would clench her teeth in hatred. When she mentioned that none of her four uncles and their descendants survived, Vera burst into tears. Charlie didn't expect Vera's grandfather's family to be so tragic, and he couldn't help but sigh as he said, “In those days, lives were as insignificant as grass and leaves. Countless families that had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years were cut off in that era.” Vera clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, “It's all because of the traitor, Sanguine!”

“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

Nathaniel had to confirm his conjecture even if he guessed it. "Carlson nodded and said, ""Yeah. He used the fact that Longford County was a county which they fed venom for generations as a reason. Venom rarely appeared in front of the people, thus the unknown fear and drudgery from the people towards venom made it look even more mysterious. Moreover, the venom feeding technique was passed on from generation to generation and outsiders were not clear about their condition. Therefore, nobody would believe that it was hyperbole when it was said that the venom they fed has spread the plague. Those people living in the county has even gone nuts. It was uncontrollable, which would harm the surrou

"Don't blame Connie, Mom. It's my fault. I have caused you so much trouble. I shouldn't have taken the coat from her…" Before she finished, Dad grabbed me and slammed me to the ground. He roared, "A cold-blooded thing like you doesn't deserve to live in this loving family!" I cried and begged him to stop. But the more I cried, the more he was convinced that I felt no remorse. His claws landed harder and harder. Mom and Nathan stood at a distance, their faces indifferent. It was as if I weren't part of the family, just a filthy rogue they didn't recognize.

Count Gladstone's word struck Reed hard. "Father! What are you doing!" "YOU!!!" Count Gladstone sternly addressed Reed, "You failed to find a mate before your 30th birthday. YOU will, follow through with this arrangement." "Me??? And the Zenon princess? Father, she MURDERED our ally!" "It's the only way to save our people." the Count whispered into Reed's ear and Reed had no choice but to bite his tongue.

We were just a product of wrong parenting, society's misfits. I sighed for the hundredth time that night. Ahead of us, I saw the three monsters talking to an elderly couple while taking measured looks in my direction. My heart clenched, I knew the old woman. She was part of the first family, Lucian was indeed right. My family was selling me as a bartering chip to gain more power and influence. Being friends with the Zorya and gaining the trust of the first family. My family is becoming more monstrous than they were already are.

Having worked in the Fulcher family for so many years, he wasn’t an inexperienced man. That license plate number...looked far from ordinary. Cecilia told him that she liked Noel before her mother arrived. Albert wondered if that was why he hadn't been able to contact his son these past few days. Noel... He probably knew his place. The Carter family couldn't match up to a wealthy young lady like Cecilia. The car finally disappeared from Albert's view. After a long time, he stretched his somewhat stiff body, then slowly and laboriously bent down. He painstakingly removed the dirt from the bills, counting them one by one, and then bundled them into tens.

Having lost her husband only months ago and now have to deal with so many political attacks on her only son. There was also another loss, my aunt doesn’t speak of him though. I don’t know what my mama told her, Alonzo was buried in the family crypt in the Cancio manor with the rest of the family and that was the end of it. I try not to think about it. “Maybe a truce with one of the powerful families would calm things down.” I suggest.

"I'm certainly not a big shot, but you've been disowned by the Whitmans. What makes you think you can come to Fairlight and demand money?" "While I've been disowned, my son wasn’t. Besides..." Preston grinned maliciously as if he had encountered the happiest news, "The Whitmans only have two legitimate heirs. Since Joseph is dead, someone has to take over the family business, right?" Lucas' mind buzzed but he forced himself to calm down. "Mr. Joseph isn't dead. If you don't leave now, I'll call security." "He's not dead?" Jonathan arrogantly pulled out a photo of the car explosion on the mountain road. "Look at this photo and tell me otherwise. Are you sure he's not dead?"

"What can you do? After so many things, how can you and Gale still be together." Shawn replied, "As long as I don't let go, she can't leave me." "In the end, the Wood family is sorry to her… for so many things. The aborted child... alas, alas." In the luxurious living room, the grandpa and grandson sat facing each other. The Wood family, the top wealthy family in Sea City, only had two people left. So beautiful on the outside, so rotten on the inside. When he left Wood mansion, Shawn smelled of cigarettes, with a half-smoked cigarette still held between his fingertips.