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."

attention, huh?

Elodie's profile picture for a moment, then pocketed his phone without replying. He had no intention of checking

stood up. "Book a table. I'm

paused, then glanced back. "Maurice and Joseph went to see President Brown today,

"Yes, sir.

make introductions. Let Sylvie meet

volumes. Only Ms. Fielding could make Mr.

afternoon, Alexander had a last-minute business dinner and

been acting up lately, and with the cancer diagnosis, she couldn't drink. She

devoted to managing Jarrod's every need, she'd hardly

life had been so

she could do was try to enjoy life while

at her. She wrapped her

asked about Alexander's dinner

conversation inside. "Mr. Silverstein clearly thinks highly of Ms. Fielding, bringing her here in person. It's our

Jarrod's tall figure, his arm loosely around Sylvie's shoulders,

wouldn't be surprised if Ms. Fielding soon

Silverstein's a lucky man," another chimed in. "With Ms. Fielding

almost gentle. "Sylvie's hands aren't meant for household chores.

hand, clutching the doorknob,

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