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From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 59.
There was a long minute of silence. Everyone watched as the old woman walked out of the White Hall through her special door. This was an unusual and sad day in the history of Auroville Groups. And the family at large. None of the family members had ever been shut out of the group! None of them have had the reason never to be a part of the family anymore! Madam's family would be the first. Many of those present were still trying to decide whether or not this is real. They wanted to know whether or not this was not a sort of spell or trance they'd been launched into. "What a great torn in the flesh of this great family!" A voice out of nowhere ran across the hall. Every eye looked in the direction of the voice. No one could tell precisely what the intention behind the tone was. "This is such a sad day for all of us. One of us is no longer a part of us!" It was a young man with silver hair. "Bullshit! They deserved it! That's what you get when you don't know how to keep your family
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 60.
Achiel's reflexes took control of his body. Involuntarily, he threw his other arm in the direction of the force and felt a contact. "Ouch! Ow, Achiel. That hurts." A man groaned, staggering to the back as he clutched his hand to his nose. Achiel turned to see Derek. "Oh shit, Derek. It's you." Achiel sounded very concerned. His feelings and reactions at that moment were very genuine. "Of course it's me. What's the matter with you? Why would you suddenly do that?" Derek was not willing to drop this. He must be suffering from some pain. Achiel had struck him where the old woman had made a feast of his ear. "I'm sorry, man. Let's drop this. I didn't know you would be there. You could have just called my name. What happened to that? Was that not how you would do in the past?" While Achiel tried to apologise, he tried to create a fort, too. "What if it was a kid behind you? Would you have done that, too?" Derek kept on arguing. "Okay, let it pass. Let's just get out of here. We ca
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 61.
Achiel had a couple of things going on in his mind. Things were beginning to go in his direction, and he couldn't feel any better. He'd watched as grandma had laid a curse on Madam. He should feel a little ounce of pity for Madam, but he couldn't bring himself to that remote emotion. If there was anyone who should suffer a terrible fate, it was that wicked woman. Achiel was prepared to do no other thing but enjoy the bliss of watching Madam crumble to dust. As much as it seemed as though he had brought her down, he knew that he was just getting started. There were still a lot of things to do. He still had a long way to go. "For now, I should let her tend to her wound for a while. And when the wound is about to be healed, I'd dig deeper into it and make a larger gore." He nodded, a gentle smile pacing his face.He was driving in a responsible speed, his grip slowly moving on the wheels. Suddenly, his mind stumbled upon something. "Oh shit, why did I forget this?" He exclaimed. He
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 62.
In Auroville Mansion, Madam's home, there were chills and pangs. Harold, Marion, and Fabien were on their knees staring up ahead. Their faces were solemn and troubled. Their cheeks were flushed, and their eyes were growing weary. It was as though there was no life in there. They were all staring at someone who was seated in a fancy as well as an expensive chair. Madam. She was seated in the chair, staring into the space. For a few seconds, it felt like it was a staring contest between the children and their mother. It was hard to tell who the winner would be. Though Madam hardly blinked, compared to the rest who blinked every second as though their lives depended on it. "Please say something, Mother. Please." Fabien was the first to severe the choking silence. "It is as though our life will end if you keep quiet all day long." Marion added emphatically. "Since we have arrived from the white hall, you have been silent. Speak to us, Mother. Whatever. Anything." Harold, the eldest
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 63.
Madam pushed the door to Hannah's room opened. She could hear her sons calling her name, but she didn't seem to care. Her face was too solemn to house a shade of concern or empathy. Hannah was lying on the bed. A doctor had come to check her immediately after they arrived from the white hall. The doctor had told them that Hannah needed to rest for a long time. As soon as her body system adjusts to the natural order of the stimulus, then she would wake up of her own accord. That was the exact reason that they had left her alone. But now, suddenly, Madam had barged into her room. Knowing fully well that the doctor had warned that a forceful waking could affect Hannah's mental state of mind. That was the exact reason why the sons were very worried. They couldn't begin to imagine what their mother might be up to. Madam didn't walk straight to her bed. Instead, she changed her route in the direction of the restroom. She headed into the restroom. "Where is she?" Harold had rushed into
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 64.
Achiel arrived at the place where the map had directed him to. He turned and looked around, but he couldn't see a trace of her. "Did the map make a mistake?" He thought for a while. When he realised that there was no point bickering over something that was so insignificant, he decided to adopt the better option. "I should call her." He brought out his phone and put a call through. It rang for a while and then was answered. "Where are you? I am here." He said, looking to his side to determine whether or not a magic would happen this time. "Across the road. In the restaurant." The voice over the speaker said. Achiel didn't bother to drop the call. Instead, he turned around to see what he had missed. When he did turn, he saw a restaurant across the road. "Woah. Why didn't I think of this?" He complained. He crossed the road and arrived at the front of the restaurant. For no reason, he looked up at the name of the restaurant. SAFE HAVEN TREATS. "This restaurant sounds very fami
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 65.
Not only the words but the seriousness etched in the face of the maid got Achiel gobsmacked. Boyfriend? Who? Of course, Achiel strongly disapproved of this. But when he looked away from her to the attendants, their reactions set him on a fence. Not only would he have to argue with the maid, but the attendants too. He would have to convince them that he wasn't her boyfriend. He realised that there was no point stressing over something like that. It would be for just a matter of time. After they sorted this out, they were going to have a talk in person. "Oh, sorry, sir. We should have been more perceptive when you walked in." One of the attendants said, turning to bow softly to Achiel. Then suddenly, one of the four attendants tugged at the arm of the fellow who was taking a bow. The man was whispering something to the fellow. Achiel couldn't tell at first what the problem was until the fellow lifted his gaze. The shade of respect that was idling in the face of the fellow faded aw
From Trash Bag to Cash Bag Chapter 66.
There was a strange wave of quietness that swept across the outlet. It was as though everyone had taken a vow to be quiet for that short period of time. The actual events that went underway were exchange of glares and tough, solemn faces. All of these variates of stares were aimed at just one person. Achie!Suddenly, someone burst out laughing. The lady attendant. She laughed so hard that it looked like she would pass out from the effort spent. No one could really tell what was funny to her or from where she got that strength to laugh that hard. Laughing as though she would be given a trophy. "Please don't kill me." She kept on laughing, trying to stop herself. Then, slowly, she put the mirth to rest and sobered up. "This punk is such a fun guy. Your imagination must be so wild. What did he just say? He wants to buy what?" The lady put her hand over her lips to stop herself for breaking into another round of laughter. It was in her right to laugh so hard. How could someone dres
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