Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 98: Chapter 98

Eleanor said, "When I'm gone, if you don't want the family business, make a deal with them. It'd be best to get some money out of it. If that doesn't work, take over the company yourself. After all, it's your grandpa's and my life's work."
"Grandma, are you really sure you want to give it to me?" Stella asked.
"I'm absolutely certain, Stella. There's no way I'd ever give it to them. They already have so little, yet they've been bullying you like this. Who knows what they'll do to you when I'm gone?" Eleanor said firmly.
"But Max..." Stella began, her voice trailing off.
"Don't mind him," Eleanor said dismissively. "That old-fashioned thinking is completely outdated. Your grandfather and I have always agreed that the company must go to someone with solid moral character.
"But Stella, giving you all the shares might not be such a good thing after all. Who knows what those four might do to you?" Eleanor held Stella's hand tightly, looking somewhat uneasy.
"Don't worry, Grandma. I'm the one who made a billion, you know. Oh, by the way, how did you find out about this?"
"I didn't know about it myself," she said, "but Mary overheard it while going about her duties. At first, she didn't intend to tell me, but after some thought, she found their behavior simply outrageous and decided to let me know.
"Stella, you weren't even eighteen back then, were you? How did you manage to make so much money all at once?"
Stella didn't hold anything back from Eleanor.
"I've always loved tinkering with computers. The more I played around, the more fascinated I became. I even learned how to develop software. You know that app that's been going viral lately? I was the lead developer behind it."
Even Eleanor, who hardly ever uses her phone, has heard of that app. There was just so much packed into it. It was like having a bunch of different apps all in one place. And it barely took up any space.
Eleanor never would have imagined that Stella was the one behind it. "My granddaughter is simply brilliant. No wonder Quentiham University came calling," Eleanor beamed. To Eleanor, Stella could do no wrong.
For the first time, Stella opened up about this in front of someone, and her heart swelled with joy at Eleanor's praise. "Grandma, if I'm this amazing, I must have gotten it from you."
"You bet," Eleanor laughed. Both Stella and Eleanor burst into laughter.
Before leaving, Eleanor needed to use the restroom, and Stella went with her. As they walked past Jordan, he was nervously gearing up to greet Stella, but she didn't even spare him a glance. Jordan froze in surprise.
Eleanor didn't spot Jordan, but she'd clearly noticed the earlier scene. With a knowing chuckle, she said, "Stella, there was a handsome young man, well-dressed too, who kept looking at you. How come you didn't even glance his way?"
Stella looked around, puzzled. "Really? I didn't notice."
"He's not here now, but he was just here a moment ago," Eleanor confirmed.
"Maybe..." Stella said self-consciously. "He probably thought I was so strange. And if he'd stayed, he might've even heard how miserable I sounded. The way he looked at me was probably just pity."
Eleanor gave her a gentle nudge. "Oh, Stella, can't you have a little more confidence in yourself? It didn't look that way to me at all. That young man seemed so excited when he saw you. I actually thought you knew him."
Stella simply hadn't noticed. With so many people coming and going near the restroom, her entire focus was on Eleanor, leaving her no chance to notice anyone else.
Eleanor shook her head with a resigned sigh. She thought Stella still needed to nurture her spirit. Once she built up her self-assurance, everything would be just fine.