Ella Purnell Parents Novels & Stories

OFF connection The two boring men in my life watch me anxiously, I bite my lip and take a deep breath. " So... " says Sean. " His father owns a multinational and international company and his mother is an organizer of very expensive events." I say and my father smiles sideways. " And what are the names of his parents? " asks my father. " Jeremy Brenner and Suzan Mark Brenner." I say and Sean widens his eyes and Dad laughs. " I can't believe he's my boss's son? It's that kid from the mall, isn't it?" Sean asks and even confused I sign.

VAUGHN INNOVATIONS SECURES $2B IN FUNDING “SERENA VAUGHN NAMED TECH'S NEW VISIONARY” My sister's perfect facade cracked. “She just poached our entire Singapore team!” Eleanor didn't blink. “Richard!” She bellowed, disdain evident in her voice. My father, half-drunk and fully useless, looked up from his whiskey. “Hmm?” “Your bastard children in Paris,” Eleanor said pleasantly. “Do they still want those trust funds?” My father palmed, looking helpless. “Mother, please…” “Bring me the ledger.” Eleanor demanded. The room went still. Even the rain seemed to pause.

Aaron added. My head snapped up. “What do you mean, that’s not all?” He pulled out another folder. “Apparently… Ms. Pierce hasn’t had the best upbringing.” A flicker of irritation crossed my expression. “Explain.” He opened the folder and slid it toward me. “A full profile on her parents. William and Julia Pierce. Met in college. Married. Had twins.” I scanned the report. Then kept reading. And everything in me… went still. A maid. Former employee. Long-term witness. Statement after statement. My grip on the paper tightened. According to the report, they originally never intended to have more children. Until the mother became afraid.

Aurelia asked. “Yes. I’ve sent out a few applications and I’m positive that they will work out well,” Ella said. She was wondering just how much Blake had told his mother. “So what do your parents do?” Aurelia asked. “They are both late. My father was an accountant and my mother was….,” Ella started but Aurelia interrupted her with a wave of her hand. “No need to speak of the dead. What I’m interested in is this relationship you have with my son. Is it serious?” she asked.

“Uhmm… who’s Mr. Elias?” Darlington asked, his brows furrowed, eyes scanning my face for something—anything—that made sense. “He’s…” I swallowed hard, still processing it myself. “He’s Paige’s father.” Darlington’s head tilted slightly. “Paige? Diane's fake mom? Shawn’s ex-wife?” I nodded, my body still numb. “Yes. But... the detective told me Mr Elias had disowned her. Said he cut all ties after what happened with her going back to Shawn.He told us he was in England.”

He began putting together what he had learned into a story that made sense. Monroe Rourke, Daniel's mother, found out something that most people would not have known about her son: he couldn't have kids. But instead of accepting that he wouldn't have biological children, she supposedly came up with a complicated plan to give him an heir anyway. She found out that Elise, an actress with big dreams but not a lot of money, was pregnant. Samson Holt, a well-known film producer, was the father.

Eloise was upset but Finn claimed he had his reasons since Ian and Avery would always be his children. “What about her father, who was he?” Eloise prompted Finn further but she got one thing back in response. ‘I don’t know, Evelyn never told me and honestly, I preferred that I didn’t know” Finn concluded and all their conversation back then was what Avery was forced to listen to.

I glanced uncertainly at Max who gave the nod for me to head over. Julie pulled me to a framed picture that hung on the wall. It was a high school photograph of PINE CREEK HIGH, CLASS OF ’80. It was dated and dusty. She pointed to the female figure sitting on the left-corner. “Look how pretty I was back then.” “You are still pretty today, Julie,” Max called out to her. She waved a hand at him. “Oh, stop it you!” “And this,” her fingers traced to the male students standing in the back. “…is Max’s father, Ron. This is Mr. Chadwick, Aston’s father. And this right here is a man we knew as Paul Ritter, your father,” she said.

I yelled out and stood, trying to catch my breath cause I had just found out that I was pregnant with Julian’s baby. “Please listen to me……Gilbert is Lexi’s father but he is not Julian’s father” aunt Melda said. “What?” Julian asked. “Where is all this coming from? What the hell is going on?!!” I yelled out. “Please I need you both to be calm and listen to me” aunt Melda said. “The father I have known all these years isn’t my father? Then where are my real parents?” Julian asked. “Your biological parents are the painter couple, Mr and Mrs Carter……..” aunt Melda said.

That piqued Aaron's interest. "Her mother helped run an orphanage I funded years ago. Elara grew up attending those events with her father." He studied the photo again. Elara Hart—seemingly out of place in the ruthless Blackwood world. "She's a good woman," Edward continued. "Kind, loyal—the kind of person our family needs." Aaron placed the photo back on the desk. "This is a lot to ask." "I'm telling you what will happen," his grandfather said firmly. His gaze hardened.