Trash Of The Counts Family นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She had watched her brothers and sisters try to find themselves again as their parents divorced as if it really was the basic structure for their own lives. As she got to the club, she saw a few other faces that she knew. It wasn’t like they lived in a big area, so it wasn’t uncommon to run into the family that she had grown up with alongside her own. This night she saw three of the men from that family and two of her own brothers as well. She shook her head. She looked down at herself and knew one or more of them would have something to say. She found her friend, Marco. They went to a booth that he had reserved. “Sorry, kids, I forgot that this is the happening place.” He chuckled.

Armand walked onto the balcony with Casey on his arm, both dressed with the casual elegance of people who never really relaxed. "Armand! Casey, dear, welcome," Debra said warmly, her expression softening the way it only ever did for her legitimate children. "Mom. Dad," Armand said, pulling out a chair. He looked around the table. "Did you all see what happened to the Mercer family? Completely bankrupted. Overnight." "We have," Debra said. "I was just watching a video on it," Matthew added, still half-distracted by his phone.

Tears rolled down her heartbroken visage as she watched me, disheveled, bloodied, and on the brink of consciousness. "Ethan…" she said through gritted teeth. "You must've grown tired of living. Not once did my family lay a finger on Oscar, and yet you, an ignorant, cocky fool, dared to beat my brother into this state!" Ethan froze, his body stiffening in place. He stared at me blankly, then at Celeste. "What are you talking about, Ms. Judd? Everyone in the city knows you're the only child of the family. Since when do you have a brother?"

"Look, guys! That's the CEO of Stoneridge Group—he's going to jump off the building now that his company has gone bankrupt. Are you going to jump or not, Mr. Stoneridge?" I'd pushed myself too hard recently due to the company's issues, and the shock from the live stream made it hard for me to breathe. "It's all thanks to you that Jonathan managed to take your family's company down so quickly, Thalia." Henrietta laughed cruelly. Jonathan joined her. "This was all within my expectations!" I'd thought the crisis was only temporary and that things would be fine once it passed. I didn't expect it to result from Jonathan's schemes. I'd gone without sleep for several days to help the company throug

Sure enough, the bead in the energy core turned again, and the golden light appeared once more. Tristan got up and started clawing at the ground. He grabbed a handful of dirty mud and dust before directly shoving it into his mouth. He was eating as much of it as he could! ‘Hah. The young master of California’s Coleman family ate trash. Now, the genius from Missouri’s Coleman family will sit on the ground and eat dirt.’ Alex thought. Immediately after that, Alex took his phone out and started recording a video of Tristan sitting on the ground eating dirt. Alex did so from multiple angles, and he turned on the flash function to make sure it could be seen clearly.

He stopped bringing his hands up using his fingers to make air quotes. "Committed suicide." It feels like yesterday when I entered the room blood everywhere, Louisa on the ground, Javier looking at her with so much rage. I have done all I could to forget to guess it keeps coming back. "Look, Zach.." I was rudely interrupted. "Your family did a great job in covering the crime, I give it to you guys." I looked at the hurt in his eyes, of course, he's hurt Louisa was his only family. "You didn't even have the decency to show up for her burial, I thought you guys were friends." His words are taunting but very true.

She grabbed at my clothes. "Are you determined to destroy this family? Your father cares so much about his reputation. If you expose this, how will he have any dignity left?" I looked at her calmly. "So the only way this family survives is if I keep sacrificing myself? "So many things have happened, and he hasn't come home once. You fainted and went to the hospital. He didn't even answer his phone. "Mom, stop lying to yourself. You keep thinking about this family… But your husband gambles and cheats, while your son and daughter-in-law are leeches. I was the only one standing beside you, and you kept turning against me."

Rosalie had a sorrowful expression on her face, but her eyes were filled with glee. As she watched Julian raise his sword and thrust it toward us, she silently mouthed the words, "Goodbye, my dear sister." At that very moment, the Alpha and the Luna of the Stoneridge pack arrived and knocked the sword out of Julian's hands. Just then, Julian's parents showed up as well. When they saw Rosalie's shrunken belly, they were infuriated. I said, "This has nothing to do with me. Rosalie fell on her own!"

Lisa blew up after listening, calling me a seductress, accusing me of trying to steal her husband. I didn't bother explaining—she went straight onto my block list. After that, the Vance family business flourished. I ignored the Huxley family entirely, but they never found peace. Having lost the company, Alistair tried to rebuild. Without capital, he had to beg for loans. Once a Huxley scion, people might have indulged him before—but now, no one took him seriously. I happened to attend a gathering and saw him humiliated by wealthy heirs, forced to dance in women's skirts. He spotted me and tried to hide, but I barely glanced in his direction.

They stepped inside, holding up their torchlights, only to be met with a room filled with garbage. The stench was unbearable, thick and suffocating. Amidst the filth lay a worn-out, grimy mat—it had been my bed. The only possession I had was a tattered doll I'd brought from home. The doll stood out in the squalor. Its age was apparent; the fabric was faded and patched in several places. Yet, it was clear the doll had once been cherished, lovingly repaired by its owner.