Billie Eilish Family Novels & Stories

“We don’t have any more money, Elise.” “And what about your children? Where are they?” Eric asked. Elise sucked in a deep breath. Although she left the van, she knew Graham and the kids would follow after her. “Don’t worry about the money. My husband will take care of it,” Elise said, sniffing her tears away. She looked behind her and confirmed Graham and the kids were there. Motioning to her family, she said, “This is Graham. He’s my husband. He’s also the father of my kids, Elliott and Eden.”

If before she was still regretting it, wanting to stop her daughter. Now she just wished the process would go faster so she could get the shares right away. Elise also noticed her mom was in a good mood: "Mom, is there something else good happening?" "The Gillespie family called, wanted to work with us." Delilah was obviously scheming. Elise frowned, "The Gillespie family? Weren't they always on the Molson family's side?"

“But like you said, Mom—there’s still my father’s family. I’m sure they’ll accept me.” “I see.” Selena studied her daughter’s face intently. “Then I’ll tell you who your father is. You already know his name, don’t you?” “Yes. Chase Miller.” Selena nodded. “Your father, Chase Miller—the eldest son of the Miller family. One of the owners of a major company in this city, sweetheart. And all of this…” She gestured around the luxurious apartment. “Should have been yours a long time ago.” “For me?” Eli blinked, letting the words sink in. Selena softened her tone, as if adjusting her approach.

Estelle asked, pointing at Chelsea. Billie nodded eagerly. Without waiting, he dashed off, tripping over his own feet and bursting into tears. Estelle slapped her forehead in exasperation. She didn’t rush to help him, instead observing the reaction of those nearby. Unsurprisingly, Billie’s cries drew everyone’s attention. From where she stood, Estelle saw Chelsea’s face turn pale with shock. How could she not? The boy named Billie Baker was none other than Chelsea’s biological son. A sly smile spread across Estelle’s face. "Enjoy the surprise we prepared for you, Chelsea Harrison," she murmured.

“I don’t know who you two are to the filth… “But I won’t lay a single finger on you if you leave him right now. “Of course, you can choose not to. “But after that, nobody can save you!” Billie bit her lip before she finally spoke. “I’m from the Higgs family, the Wolven Tribe…” Even before she could finish her sentence, she was immediately cut off. “I don’t give a shit! “If you don’t leave now, you won’t get another chance.” “That’s…” Billie was hesitant. She wanted to leave, but her family’s reputation was on the line if she were to leave Harvey here. Billie and Judith looked at each other.

That bastard was supposed to die! " But your foolish sister threw herself there! Let's not talk about That! She and Hazel aren't my blood! Edward said. Elisse who was outside the door held her mouth. Sebastian eyes Boring into Edward's back who turns to face the window while holding his walking stick. Elisse had gone all cold inside. She never knew about it neither did Hazel or Lauren tell her anything about it. Elisse's eyes were instantly filled with tears. She ran towards the nearest washroom. " Dad, you mean Lauren and Hazel aren't part of this family?

Eille added, so Nate looked at Caliber again. "I… I still can't." Nate said once again, so Eille's blood boiled because of him. He can't even see himself accepting that child, as he only sees himself having a child with Beatrice. "Nate, what the fuck?" Eille asked, hurting. "Mommy, are you fighting with Dad?" Caliber asked, so the two of them looked at him. Eille sat down, touched her son's face, and smiled. "No, dear, we are just talking," Eille said and kissed her son. "Can you go inside the car first? I will talk to your dad." She added, so Caliber nodded and followed her instructions.

His mom volunteered at a soup kitchen and his dad had recently, to his and Billie’s eternal embarrassment, involved himself in amateur theater. His parents’ only disappointment, as far as Liam could tell, was that neither of their children was married. The minute they’d said their hellos and got the initial chitchat out of the way, Billie went to the shelf of photo albums in the walnut bookcase beside the gas fireplace, chose an album, and flipped through. Then, she brought the album over to him. “Here’s a picture of the three of us, genius! Max, you and me.” He hated it when Billie kept insisting on things. But he had to keep playing the dumb card for a few moments more. Liam squinted at th

But she knew she couldn’t do it. In the end, Marie was Billy's mother and perhaps she might not understand Stephanie's relationship with her son. So, Stephanie kept quiet, not talking much, following their conversations, answering politely to all the questions, and staying in her lane, like always. That evening, at the villa, Stephanie some people she didn't know. Billy explained to her that one of the two women was Lucy, Isabelle's ex-housekeeper, and the other was Shana, her granddaughter. The two of them were Isabelle's only family and, thanks to a series of special events, they were also special members of the Grayson family.