Novel & Cerita Elena Gilbert Family Tree

"I thought I told you to stay in the shadows. It’s safer for people like you there." "The shadows are where you find the best evidence, Garette," Elena purred, stepping to the head of the table. She dropped a thick, leather-bound dossier in front of the notary with a resounding thud. "I didn't just spend my time stalking you or weeping over your wedding photos. I spent it researching my own tree. It turns out, the Vance family and the Thornes shared a great-grandfather through a cadet branch in the late nineteenth century. I am a collateral relative, Garette. I have the blood. And unlike your 'miracle' wife, I’ve brought the rest of the family with me to claim what’s ours." Elena gestured wi

“I tried, but y’all decided you’d stare at her instead.” “Well, we’re shocked, hon.” “Aiden James doesn’t bring girls home. Not even to sleep with,” Chloe inputed helpfully. “Yeah, thanks, Chloe,” I grumbled. “Mom, Dad, this is Elena Gilberts. Elena, this is Mom and Dad.” “Diana and James,” Mom corrected. “But you can call us Mom and Dad. Everyone else does.” She shot a fond look at Chloe, then folded Elena into a warm hug.

Third Person POV At the Family Center, Julia returned to her room. The children’s noises had faded, and the quiet settled around her. Her phone rang. She answered, “Yes, Dylan. Go on.” “Elena Nolan. Born in Essex. Married to Bradley Hawkins for about two years.” He paused before continuing. “He's a cop out of Lawrence, where they lived together. Neighbors know nothing about her. She keeps to herself. No known friends. No employment history. I'll forward the whole report to your mail, but that's about it.”

I complained. "Give it to me." This ugly doesn't even wanna be beaten up. "Seriously, Wyatt, this isn't even that heavy. I'm fine." "They're a cute family," I turned to the women lined up at the counter and looking at us. "Yeah, the daddy's sweet, and handsome!" "But they look like they're still kids," "That woman is familiar, isn't she an Eleanor?" "Look at the son, oh, very nice genes." I almost bit my own tongue because of what I heard. Eventually I dropped the paperbag and walked ahead to avoid those women. I’m sure Wyatt heard them too so it’s embarrassing!

The only survivor was Gil because he was on leave and traveling abroad with his family. The police could not investigate further, Gil's alibi and motives could not make him as a suspect. After that, the accountant's office was held by him. The family that was still alive, that bastard moved them to another country. “Shiloh's mother Graciella is from Sherburne family.” Father said in the middle of the discussion, he was reading the file Shin had give him regarding all the buildings and areas owned by Madam Rose. “Sherburne? Isn't that the elite family from your country, Father?” Cross asked.

Millie sat in the front next to Whitney. Caleb and Gilbert sat in the back. Up front, the girls chatted about girlish topics. In the back, Gilbert lowered his voice and said to Caleb, "You should be more careful in the future. She hasn't fully accepted you yet—you don't need me to remind you what not to say, right?" Caleb remained silent. As the eldest cousin, Gilbert didn't want to interfere too much in their marriage. "I'll have Millie spend more time with her. Isn't she a fan of Georgina’s? I'll talk to Lucifer about it."

“That boy is brave. Honest. And he doesn’t look like he’s playing around.” Nathan looked at his wife. “Do you like him?” “I like his courage.” Reno added calmly, “Elang is serious about Delya. He is not the type to play with women.” Nathan remained silent. Elena continued, “And you know, Nathan… it turns out Elang is Reno’s son.” Nathan looked at Reno again. “The grandson of Samuel Wilson and Rebecca Castillo,” Elena added softly. Nathan fell silent for a longer moment this time.

I repeated pleasantly. "A woman," Gerald said. He let that sit there between us like something he had placed carefully on the table, and watched my eyes for the flinch. I didn't give him one. "Her name is Elena Carlson." He continued when I said nothing, "Former convict. Widow of your late brother Braden. Divorced from your brother Luke." He paused to let each detail land. "And currently employed at your company, living in an apartment that I suspect you're paying for and spending time with you that should, by any reasonable account, belong to my daughter."

His words make her look at him. "I'm not mocking you, but I'm trying to tell you to treat my family like yours, try to meet with them in a friendly manner." She falls silent, but yes, he is right. Elena never spent time with joint families, such as the Gilbert family, even though she didn’t spend time with her father properly. That's why she couldn't meet Gilbert's family. "Well, your ex-boyfriend is not like me. He is very boring." He said, changing the subject and making her mood chill.

Gilbert uttered and bow. Gilbert is the grandson of MacArthur. The ruthless man who is in possession of the biggest slave market. Gilbert is his grandson from a concubine. MacArthur had to adopt him to be his legal heir when he lost all his children and grandchildren. Gilbert walks out of MacArthur presence in a gentle manner, but when he got outside, he stamped his foot on the floor and twist his knuckles up. “Grandfather, I just have to heed to your plan and follow you like how a lion will foolishly follow his prey. Until I lay my hands on the seal of inheritance and won your trust, I will have no choice than to kick you out.”