Sylvie acted as though she hadn't even noticed Elodie. Smiling gently at Octavia, she said, "Call me whatever you like if it makes you happy, Octavia."
Jarrod looked up, a hint of impatience in his eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Elodie met his cold, indifferent gaze and understood immediately.
He'd gotten the wrong idea-again.
Sure enough, Maurice Nilsson, standing off to the side, shot Elodie a frosty glare. "Ms. Thorne, you really don't know when to quit, do you? Following Jarrod all the way to one of our private gatherings-don't you think that's a bit much? We're all adults here. It's embarrassing, don't you think?"
Why else would Elodie show up?
To catch her husband cheating, obviously.
Maurice scoffed, certain he saw right through her. "It's pathetic, honestly. You know Jarrod doesn't even like you."
He'd never forgiven her for what happened that night-how she'd arranged for a reporter to take photos after sleeping with Jarrod. If Jarrod hadn't acted quickly to suppress the story, the Silverstein family's reputation would have been in shreds.
A woman who'd risk her own reputation just to climb the social ladder-none of Jarrod's friends respected her for it.
Elodie was used to this kind of biting sarcasm. As far as Jarrod's circle was concerned, she was the shameless woman who didn't know her place.
Sylvie sat poised at Jarrod's side, graceful and self-possessed, pouring juice for Octavia without even glancing at Elodie. Confidence and elegance radiated from her-she had nothing to fear from any confrontation.
Elodie understood perfectly. This was what it meant to be the favored one: to act with impunity.
"Are you upset?" Octavia asked Sylvie nervously, glancing between her and Elodie. She worried that Sylvie might be bothered by the woman who was about to take her brother away.
Sylvie just smiled softly, offering no comment.
perhaps worried Sylvie would misunderstand, grew even colder.
dropped her gaze and didn't
Jarrod regarded her coolly. "How did
but he clearly thought she'd
a tightness in her chest. "You're overthinking it. I'm
getting divorced-she had no reason
you really don't care," Jarrod replied icily, "then why call in sick from work to avoid doing PR
had a sick uncle; why would she give up a high-paying
her with detached
longer felt any
"Let's just get the divorce paperwork moving,
come because
surprised to see her-clearly, the girl had orchestrated the whole thing to
to explain; Octavia would
finalize the divorce as soon as
locking onto her, almost as if he were
already sent
turned to leave, but just
vers
hard into her shoulder. Elodie
scent filled
three years of sharing a bed, she'd memorized that
"Sorry, I didn't
a whiff of something medicinal and frowned. "Are you feeling
clenched.
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