No matter how disappointed Nora was in Jonathan and his two brothers, they were still her sons.
So she invested a considerable sum to help the three brothers pass the entrance trials, paving their way into The Williams Group and earning them the respect of others.
Having run her own company, Nora knew well that character mattered more than talent.
If Jonathan and his brothers could establish themselves at The Williams Group, the road ahead would be much smoother.
Nora’s estate was substantial, but supporting the three brothers had cost her a great deal.
By the time she left something for Stella, it was enough to keep her comfortable, but when Abby Murphy found herself in desperate need of money, Stella gave her everything—leaving almost nothing for herself.
Joshua said, “You’re just like Mrs. Nora—a wonderful mother.”
“Maybe it’s because she loved you deeply, that you have such a capacity to love others.”
Stella glanced at him. “What about you?”
“Me?”
“What was your mother like?”
Joshua’s tone was quiet. “She probably wished I were dead.”
Stella’s expression shifted.
She hesitated, wanting to say that there isn’t a mother in the world who doesn’t love her child. But the words died on her lips, too absolute to be true.
There are plenty of mothers who don’t love their children. She couldn’t speak for everyone.
Joshua continued, “I was never wanted. From the moment I was born, my mother saw me as a curse.
The day I was born, my older brother was in a car accident and needed an emergency transfusion.
His blood type was rare—only my mother could donate.
She wanted to help, but she was too emotional, and I was about to be born.
By the time she delivered me, my brother had already died from blood loss.
Two years later, both my grandparents passed away.
She said softly, “I don’t think so. Honestly, since I met you, my luck’s only gotten better.
If you hadn’t been there, I’d have been destroyed by their schemes a long time ago.
I’m still here, aren’t I? That proves you’re not a curse.”
Joshua replied quietly, “Maybe it just hasn’t happened yet.”
Stella smiled. “Could anything possibly be worse than what I’m facing now?”
Joshua’s eyes darkened.
Yes—Stella’s situation was dire.
For the moment, she’d managed to seize a bit of control, but she was like a child guarding a mountain of treasure, with no real way to protect herself.
Aurora, on the other hand, had her father and brother behind her, and a line of admirers ready to catch her when she fell.
She never had to worry—she could dance her way to the finish, following the path others cleared for her.

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