How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 21

Keith caught on quickly. "Mr. Silverstein, Ms. Thorne didn't come up today."

In other words, she hadn't brought lunch at all.

Jarrod narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

Keith couldn't help adding, "I checked with PR. They said Ms. Thorne didn't come in to work either-she's officially resigned. Mr. Silverstein, is Ms. Thorne throwing a tantrum with you?"

Elodie used to make her presence felt, showing up every day with lunch. Most of the time, Jarrod ignored it and let Keith deal with the food.

Resigned?

Jarrod hadn't really taken her resignation seriously. He knew exactly how much Elodie needed this respectable, well-paid job.

But now...

She'd come to her senses soon enough.

He barely managed a careless smile, scrolling through his phone until he found Elodie's messages from a week ago her last one, asking if he'd be home for dinner.

She'd stopped reaching out ever since he didn't go with her to the hospital, and after he celebrated Sylvie's birthday instead.

Keith gave a dismissive snort. "Honestly, I think Ms. Thorne's just playing hard to get. She'll come crawling back before long, pretending nothing happened."

get Mr. Silverstein's attention, huh? As if he'd

moment, then pocketed his phone without replying. He

table. I'm having

paused, then glanced back. "Maurice and Joseph went

nodded. "Yes, sir.

"Have them make introductions. Let Sylvie meet the right

volumes. Only Ms. Fielding could make Mr. Silverstein put in this much

Alexander had a last-minute business

lately, and with the cancer diagnosis, she couldn't drink. She made an excuse, and Alexander

wandered nearby, not in any rush. She'd spent so long devoted to managing Jarrod's every need, she'd hardly lived her own life-she even found shopping

so demanding, she'd

uncertain, all she could do was try to

wrapped her grandmother's knitted scarf around her neck and

Alexander's dinner and

highly of

peered through the gap. She saw Jarrod's tall figure, his arm loosely around Sylvie's shoulders, his

be surprised if Ms. Fielding soon became

Fielding keeping things

aren't meant for household chores. She has her own

the doorknob,

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