Ethan Quinn Parents Novels & Stories

“Moore? He just said… you called him Moore.” “Because that’s his name.” Cameron pulls out his phone, starts scrolling. “Ethan Moore. Son of Serena Moore, CEO of ETHEREAL. Stepson of Lucas Grant. And most importantly, son of Adrian Moore, the man whose company destroyed your father’s business and killed him.” “No.” Maya’s shaking her head. “No, that’s not… Ethan, tell him he’s wrong.” I can’t speak. Can’t move. This isn’t how this was supposed to happen.

I was still sort of in a daze about what Ethan had told me. I knew mum had parents, I remembered meeting them a few times in my younger years, they didn't live in New York, they were from Australia, and that was another continent entirely, so I rarely saw them.

"Are you mad boy!" Ethan said standing between Jake and me, I adjusted my stance ready for anything and I watched Jake suddenly retreat. "What is she doing here Dad" he huffed, as Ethan stood beside me, wrapping his hands around me, "Emily and I are in a relationship," Ethan said with a smirk on his face. Jake squeezed his face almost disfiguring it as he glared at me, "You really have no shame do you?" he spat. "Is this why you came?" Ethan interrupted, honestly even if he didn't, I had no plans of answering that stupid question.

"Ask Bianca. Isn't she the daughter-in-law of your heart?" Helen went silent. After Bianca returned to New York, people dug up the truth. Her wellness studio had shut down, her cards were maxed out, and her parents lived in a rented two-bedroom. She had diamonds because Ethan used my card. She had first class because he took my parents' seats. Without my money, she had nothing to offer them. That evening, Ethan came to Pier Seventeen. Security stopped him outside my office. Through the glass, I saw his wrinkled wedding suit and dirty collar.

"My wife's last name is Oswald, and Waldo is my son's nickname. How dare you run your mouth before me when you couldn't even be bothered with running a basic background check?" She was about to argue when she suddenly received an incoming call. Then, she approached me, looking absolutely panicked. "Mr. Ethan… It was just a misunderstanding…" Caryn quickly stopped her from coming any closer. "You'd better head off and check on the situation, Ms. Holloway. Once word gets out that Mr. Ethan is pulling his investment, your creditors will probably come knocking on your door." After giving it some thought, Monica scurried off. Shock rippled across William's face when he saw what was happening. "Bu

“My name is Adrian.” He gestured toward the woman beside him. “And this is my wife, Selene.” I stayed silent. Then the woman whispered the words that made my blood run cold. “We’re Ethan’s parents.” Everything inside me stopped. For a moment, I genuinely thought I misheard her. Ethan’s… parents? I stared at them speechlessly. Ethan had never spoken much about his family. Only fragments. Pieces. Most of his life revolved around the cult and survival. I barely even knew he still had living relatives.

Ethan’s father, Sebastian, was the head of the city’s Urban Development Bureau, and Seraphina Arden’s father, Elijah, was his chauffeur. When Ethan was eleven, his mother passed away after a prolonged illness. His grandparents were elderly and frail, and Sebastian, overwhelmed by his responsibilities, hired housekeepers, but none could truly take care of Ethan. Ethan, a proud and reserved boy, didn’t like being around others. He often sat alone in his father’s office, waiting late into the evening for Sebastian to finish work.

Ethan stood up and ran to the kitchen. "Mom" he whined. I laughed. Ethan is always sloppy and whinny when our parents returns from trip. "Darling, I have something to tell you. In fact, mom and I have something to tell you kids" he smiles. The front door opens, Quincy walks in. My heartbeat increases. "Mr Austin" Quincy started. I looked away immediately. "Quincy, how have you been?" They both shake hands. Now the house is filled with guards and maids. Dad and Quincy talks about things that I don't wanna hear so I walked towards the kitchen.

Other than him, there was a young and beautiful couple. They looked like a happy family. Victoria narrowed her eyes. Ethan's father was a narcotics department officer. His mother was a talented chemist. Ethan had inherited his mother's talents and had outdone his mother in chemistry. But weren't they dead? Throughout the years, Ethan had always been looking for the truth behind the death of his parents. He wanted to avenge them. Victoria looked in the direction Sharon had disappeared into. If things were just as she guessed, something else must have happened.

Brushing it off, I turned to Ethan, "Anna's parents were at the hospital for a few hours, I thought they would have paid you a visit but they didn't." "It's a good thing they didn't, I'm not sure I would have been able to hold myself." Ethan replied bitterly. That evening while having dinner, I started a conversation with Ethan. "Ethan?" I said as I chewed on my food, "do I have any other family members out there? Like a cousin or Grand aunt or an uncle?" I watched as Ethan's body stilled, he looked shocked but brushed it away. "No Kimberly, sadly you don't have any family or relatives.” He lied.