Ethan Quinn Parents Novels & Stories

Mom said coldly. Ethan's mom abruptly stood up from the coach looking coldly at mom. "How dare you talk about my son like that in my fucking house!" "Sit down, what are you doing? We are having a civil discussion honey" Mr Andreas said looking at his fuming wife. Mom stood up and matched Mrs Andreas with the same cold demeanor. " then don't speak about my daughter that way either!"

he whispered against my lips. I nodded, still catching my breath. “Yeah… but you’re still an asshole for lying.” He laughed quietly and pulled my clothes back up, fixing them with gentle hands. “I know. I’ll keep making it up to you. Every day if I have to.” His expression turned serious as he cupped my face. “I don't want to say this again, but since we'll soon meet them, I must say, my parents are going to be brutal, Ethan. They’re not like Catherine. They see you as a threat to everything they’ve built, the money, the reputation, the perfect future they planned for me. But I don’t care what they think. You’re my future. Also, visiting my parents is like coming out. Most of my maternal fam

"Yeah, and he's RH negative. The hospital ran out of that type ages ago. The Don would definitely go crazy." Vivian's head snapped up. A marrow transplant. That marrow belonged to her child. Her chest was rising and falling fast. She didn't have time to scream, because the door slammed open. Ethan walked in, his face set hard. "Vivian. If I remember correctly, you're RH negative too." The room tilted. She knew exactly what he was going to ask. He was hunting blood for Claire's son. Before she could even shake her head, Ethan was across the room, taking her hand in both of his.

Family? Before coming to Riveria and seizing Ethan’s achievements, the Quinns had already investigated his background. Ethan was an orphan, and his parents were unknown. Three years ago, he joined the Lowes and secretly helped them manage Riveria. At the same time, he helped George become the mayor. Looking back at it now, the only person with a close relationship with Ethan was the Grand Marshal, but he had passed away three years ago. Since then, Ethan returned to a solitary life.

"You're definitely hiding something. Have you fallen for someone?" His parents' gazes grew intensely interested. As the Quinn family's only son, his future marriage was their constant concern. Ethan had grown up abroad, barely knowing London's eligible young women. Since returning, he'd thrown himself into company business, not even hiring a female secretary. Hazel had introduced him to several suitable young women, but he'd rejected them all without even meeting them. All these behaviors had made his parents increasingly worried about his marriage prospects. "Ethan, is what Zoe saying true?" Eleanor asked. She was the Quinn family's second child and the smartest—her analysis of situations w

My stepbrother Ethan, twenty-four, lounged on a float nearby, his muscular body stretched out, sunglasses hiding his eyes. He had that usual arrogant smirk on his face, like he owned the place, even though he still lived at home and barely helped around the house. Our parents, Mom and her husband Dad, Ethan's real father, sat at the patio table a few feet away, sipping drinks and chatting about work. "Lyra, honey, how's school going? You keeping up with those classes?" Mom asked, her voice carrying over the gentle splash of the water, she looked relaxed in her sundress, fanning herself with a magazine.

Ethan was with his parents and had greeted their visitors, some of whom were old colleagues, even enemies in the business world, and some of whom were aspiring businessmen seeking power. Standing in an all black suit and a red necktie, Ethan took a glance at the grand staircase on the side of the stage. Michelle’s suite was just one of the VIP rooms above. It had been almost ten minutes when he asked Andrew to pick her and Megan up, but none of them had shown up yet. "Where is your wife, son?" his father asked. "She’s coming any moment, dad." His father, Edward, offered a smile to a guest and then turned to him.

I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He looked at me, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What is it, Lexi?" he asked. I hesitated, unsure of how to phrase my question. But then I took a deep breath and asked, "Is it true that your parents were involved in a scandal a few years ago?" Ethan's expression changed, his eyes clouding over for a moment. He leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped together in front of him. "Yes, it's true," he said finally, his voice measured. "My parents were involved in a scandal. They were accused of embezzling funds from their company."

" Seeing the headlines of the newspaper, Ethan shook with outrage. Hudson was still his real father regardless of anything else. Despite the fact that they were constantly contending, it was inappropriate to allow him to get scolded by everybody on the web. Besides his father getting condemned, his late mother, Evelyn, would also be gossiped about. It was fine in the event that his father was the only one scrutinized. In any case, he was unable to bear it assuming his mother was also embarrassed. His mother was delicate, kind, gifted, and smart. That was the manner by which she gained the trust and appreciation of the other well off families. Also, presently, they were reprimanding and gossi

“It was a pleasure to meet you.” Ryan and Ethan shook hands before Ryan disappeared down the steps and out the front doors. I stood to my feet and told Ethan that we should probably take off too before someone came in, thinking the library was open. Ethan nodded and we walked toward the front doors of the library, talking about our plan. “So, I guess I should start learning about your family.” I said as we stepped outside. “What are your parents’ names?” “Henry and Grace.” Ethan answered. “Do you have any other siblings?” I asked as I locked up the library.