How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue
Chapter 22
Elodie and Alexander stood together, deep in conversation. Whatever they were discussing, it was impossible to miss the matching scarves wrapped around their necks-clearly a couple's set.
Really, what sort of "just friends" wear matching scarves like that?
From across the room, Jarrod glanced up and watched them.
Elodie reached out and patted Alexander's back, the gesture easy and familiar, their closeness hard to ignore.
Maurice let out a cold laugh. "I really underestimated her. She may not have any real skills, but she's certainly an expert when it comes to men."
Even Joseph frowned, casting Elodie another curious look.
He remembered the way she'd looked at him that day-cold and full of contempt. Compared to the warmth in her eyes when she looked at Alexander, it was obvious she felt very differently about the two men.
"If they're not involved, then how does she even know Alexander?" Maurice muttered, still unable to figure it out.
Alexander's company, VistaLink Technologies, had only just stabilized its footing, but his background was solid and his abilities ranked him at the very top of the field. Someone like Elodie shouldn't even have the chance to cross paths with him, let alone get close.
"Jarrod?" Maurice turned to him.
Jarrod glanced at his watch, his tone indifferent. "I'll take Sylvie home."
Sylvie, lost in thought, lingered a moment.
Jarrod had brought her here tonight to meet the industry's elite, and just by
up-looking intimately connected to Alexander,
of it just happened to unfold right
it couldn't possibly
wonder Mr. Sterling didn't meet with me today," she
turned toward her. "What
knows Mr.
Maurice immediately jumped to the implication Sylvie left unsaid. "She's whispered something in Alexander's ear because she can't
the type to let a pretty face cloud his judgment," Joseph said, genuinely
"Doesn't matter. My abilities will
thumbs-up.
his gaze drifting
on her, but she didn't turn around. She knew it was
to drink and, still wrapped in his scarf, waved
easy these
when Jarrod returned
still on duty and hurried over to take his coat. "Sir, would
to
"Yes," he said curtly.
the bath. Jarrod followed, loosening his tie as he climbed the steps, fingers working at the
the lamp beside the bed casting a warm glow. He hadn't been
bathroom just as he entered
eyes. "Has Mrs. Hargrove come
paused, unsure.
hasn't been home these past few days,"
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