Elena Gilbert Family Tree Novels & Stories

"Are you joking? Sophia doesn’t know a thing about medicine. Don't let her fool you. To be honest, I have the most medical knowledge among the Ridge family besides that dying old lady." Elliot asked curiously, "What dying old lady are you talking about?" "Dorothy." Elliot frowned. "Isn't Dorothy Sophia's grandmother?" His expression darkened, and he asked, "Are you part of the Ridge family?" Gilbert replied confidently, "Yes. I'm Gilbert Ridge, one of the Ridge family." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sophia's angry voice. "How dare you call yourself a member of the Ridge family?" Sophia had seen him, but her grandmother instructed her to avoid him when she got back, so she had ju

What exactly did he mean? Soon, Gilbert left the room. However, he didn't return to his room to rest. Instead, he went to the study. The concern on his face immediately disappeared. He became incomparably indifferent. He took out his phone and saw the message Jenny had just sent to him. She was very efficient and had found out who was behind the group of killers. It was Eli. Gilbert knew Eli was his younger brother by blood, but for some reason, he had no impression of him at all. However, Gilbert didn't care about that. He only knew that Eli had poked the bear.

Tabby was asleep in one of the beds already. “Grandpa, who are you?” Tabitha asked, turning towards Gerald with curiosity. “That stinky brat didn’t even properly introduce me to you? Like him to cultivate and run. Sigh, I’m Blake’s ancestor, Medicine god Gerald Elon. I’m a free-roaming spirit to guide you and Blake to become stronger. You three are his future spirit vessels, Miss. Sylvia Elon, his third cousin, and Miss. Tabitha Dalton Elon, his Sister-in-law, and adopted sister, with Miss. Tabby Dalton, your sister, am I right?” Gerold said with his hands behind his back.

"In the fourth year, we had truly gone global. Our business was a huge success. Until the problem arose in the form of Victoria Miller." Elena looked at her father with a questioning gaze. Who was Victoria Miller? She had never heard that name before. "Yes, that's right. She was your grandmother. Alan and Elena's grandmother. And also Gavra Jepson's grandmother. I'm sorry, Alan, Elena. Your grandmother was a slut." Elena quickly pressed the pause button, her eyes widening. She looked at her father, who didn't seem surprised at all. "You already knew," Elena said. Her mouth hung open in disbelief. "Dad, you already knew all along."

Sheriff Ruth said as she nodded at them and they all stared at the marking on the map of Mystic Hollow. . Elena's friends took her to her house, her mom, Sheriff Ruth Gilbert wasn't around was still at the station. Elena lives with her mom, her dad and mom divorced when she was a kid and she doesn't know her dad neither has she heard any news about him, her mom forbids talking about him. Her friends lay her on the couch as Alex pressed an iceberg against her forehead. "Seriously guys I'm fine. I know what I'm saying and what I fvcking saw!" She said raising her shoulders as Laura and Peter pressed her down.

“The presidential suite is booked under Romano Holdings. Giselle’s father just landed. They’re all there. Giselle, Thorne, Serena, Luna. It’s a goddamn reunion.” I speed up . Elena is white-knuckling the door handle. “They planned this together.” I nod once. Every piece clicks. Giselle wanted revenge. Thorne wanted the company. Serena wanted Elena destroyed. They used my son as the weapon. We screech into the Fontainebleau valet circle. Paparazzi swarm instantly. “Julian! Is it true your son was kidnapped by your fiancée?” “Elena! Are you here to confront the real family?”

"My name is Charlie Vane. And yes, Elena... I can help you. I want to help you take back what is rightfully yours. Tell me everything." "Tyler... he was mine," Elena sobbed, her voice cracking with calculated dramatic perfection. "We were supposed to be together. But that b*tch Elara... she ruined everything. She didn't just steal him, Mr. Vane. She did something terrible. She... she took my baby." Charlie’s breath hitched. He sat forward, his eyes wide in absolute shock. "What did you say? What baby?"

"Yes. Her family was rich before, but something happened to her family years ago, so she had to be my classmate." Bill nods. "OK. Since we can't think of the password, why don't you go home to have a rest?" I walk outside. Bill's POV "Elena is the heir of the miller group. How can she not know the password to the system? She is really weird. I cannot believe her anymore." I say to myself. I take out a pen and a piece of paper. Then I write down some numbers. I have memorized the numbers she tried just now.

not me. Elizabeth slowly pulled back, her trembling fingers reaching down to gently caress Elena’s stomach through her fine silk blouse. "The first grandchild of the Harrington family..." Elizabeth whispered through tears of joy, her voice choked with emotion. "I’ve never been this happy, Elena. You’ve made my greatest dream come true." "Thank you, Mother..." Elena murmured faintly, her voice nearly drowned out by an unbearable wave of guilt. She couldn't bring herself to say anything more. Liam, on the other hand, eagerly took over the rest of the conversation with fiery excitement.

Elena died peacefully in her ninety-eighth year, at home in the same townhouse she'd occupied for the entirety of her remarkable life, surrounded by Ruthanne, Wren Isabella, and Wren Isabella's own young son, four generations gathered together for the same gentle, honest transition that had once carried Wren, and Sebastian, and every remarkable person this family had loved before them.