Standing in the crowd, Leonard watched the young heirs apologize. The whispers of the onlookers echoed in his ears, and he remembered his own recent humiliation.
When he had entered the gala, Aurora might not have noticed the gossip, which was understandable. But later, when those young punks had blocked his path on his way to her, she had definitely seen it. They had pestered him all the way until he stood right in front of her. At the time, she had only gently chided them, telling them not to make things difficult and explaining that they had misunderstood, that he wasn't forcing her to do anything. Then, she had simply let them leave.
Before witnessing this scene with Stella, it had never occurred to Leonard to expect Aurora to stand up for him. He had thought her even speaking up for him was a sign that she cared. But now, that fleeting sense of gratitude felt like a cruel joke.
Stella seemed oblivious to the surrounding chatter. Once the apologies were done, she turned to Joshua. "Joshua, is there anything else you require?"
Joshua's eyes shimmered like a starlit lake, rippling with emotion. "No, that's all."
Only then did Stella dismiss the young men, who fled as if their lives depended on it.
After they were gone, Joshua looked at Stella, his voice unusually hoarse. "Star, thank you."


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