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Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

I once believed marrying Luca Romano was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He was the head of the Romano Family. He was calm and powerful, a man who commanded absolute obedience. And I was his wife. I was also the mother of Annie Romano, the Romano Family's sole heiress. But it wasn't until I married Luca that I learned what kind of man he really was. Everyone envied me for being his wife, but Luca never truly cared about Annie or me. According to him, the Family's rules made no exceptions. But somehow, those rules seemed to apply only to Annie and me. That day, I called Luca again and again. The authorization Annie needed for treatment reached the hospital eight hours too late. B

Craig immediately came to Adelaide's defense, "No one can be good at everything. Adelaide's the most talented one in the Warscar Training Camp. Why don't you show us your special talents or any exceptional skills you have?" With that, he cast a cold glance at Lance. Lance was taken aback—for he hadn't called it ugly; it was Paisley who said so. Paisley quickly changed the subject, "Caldwell, tell me about some memorable funny moments you and your sister had when you were kids." Lost in memories, Caldwell had a lot to share. His father was the county executive officer of Garfield County, and the family of four had lived comfortably. Garfield County was poor and plagued by chaos and rogue wolv

Trent flipped through it, tracing his mother’s face. She looked so happy here. Many of the photos were of Trent as a baby, then Thea. One photo was of Edward and Bea on the couch, their arms wrapped around each other. Trent closed the album and kept working. He didn’t know how much time passed. It could’ve been days for all he knew. The pile of trash in the front yard kept getting larger and larger. Trent didn’t know how Edward had managed to accumulate so much junk when he’d been housebound. There was expired food in the pantry and cabinets; packs and packs of cigarettes; ashtrays filled to the brim; old magazines, some older than Trent himself; tools—broken or otherwise—and appliances and

“Dear, look! I’ve turned my back on this disgusting family that treated you like dirt! Please, let me in now. “I’m still legally your husband! You can’t just stand there and watch me die!” His words sounded earnest, but all I felt was disgust. By then, Elio was on the verge of collapse. Athena and my mother no longer had the energy to argue with James. “Fine! We were wrong! We’ll beg you on our knees, alright? Is that enough for you?” Watching the people who had tortured me, humiliated me, and caused my death in the past kneel before me did not bring the satisfaction I had imagined it would. Instead, I felt disgusted at the fact that I was a part of such a family.

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.

[WHIITE-EYED WOLF : Ungrateful cretin] She hung her head low in regret and utter disappointment, as though she had lost the battle of her life. I looked at this duo of grandmother and grandson and jeered in disdain. They were a joke in the name of family. Their hearts were as black as a cauldron, all they could ever acknowledge was power and money. In front of power, all else was mere dust in their shoes. These kinds of beings were the epitome of TRASH. Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the Countess Wroth, "Since I and my family have been pulled down to such a pathetic state, I do not want to shrink back from speaking the entire truth now."

"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.

"Maybe. He seems to be a part of a privileged family. The Count of Nazel is a tenacious vampire. He used to bang heads with me." "How daunting." the maid grumbled. "This probably explains the vampire's beautiful physique. "Let's say that the bracelet belongs to him and he is the son of a fearful privileged count, how in the world did he become that rubbish and filthy? As well as the question, how did he get this far in the East?"

“James White’s ashes were already scattered by the top three families. That’s why the God of War evicted the Chapman family from the estate and used the place for the cenotaph,” someone from the audience answered. Then, Camry and Teresa put their son’s belongings into the casket as they cried. “Daddy, this was the toy you bought for Brenda…” Winnie carried Brenda to let her place a yellow duck inside. The girl’s innocent voice made everyone teared up.