Elodie wasn't feeling well.

Her condition had already been unstable, and she'd pushed herself to prepare for this evening's gala-only for Jarrod to show up with Sylvie and throw her completely off balance.

A feverish heat crept through her body. She fumbled in her purse for her

medication and swallowed two pills without thinking, hoping to stifle the pain twisting in her abdomen.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she finally noticed Alexander's second call lighting up her phone.

"Alex?"

"Where are you?"

Elodie glanced at her reflection in the mirror; she looked pale, almost sickly. "Outside. I'll be back in a minute."

"There's a discussion panel starting can you join us here?"

"Sure, I'm coming now."

She dabbed on a bit more makeup, making sure she looked presentable before stepping out.

Mr. Patrick, the central figure of tonight's discussion, was already there when Elodie arrived. Jarrod and Sylvie were deep in conversation with him, laughing as if they'd known each other for years.

Elodie made her way to Alexander's side. As soon as there was an opening, Alexander led her over to Mr. Patrick.

had a chance to speak to him directly. Alexander leaned in and murmured something in

changed the moment he looked at Elodie. "So you're " He quickly reined in his surprise, remembering discretion, and couldn't help but remark, "No wonder Mr. Sterling speaks so highly of Ms. Thorne. I must

politely. "It's an honor to finally meet you, Mr.

Jarrod and his group took notice. Sylvie cast several curious glances

wonder-what could Elodie possibly have to

doesn't understand policy, knows nothing about tech, and couldn't care less about the core of VistaLink Technologies. Yet here she is, chatting away with

understood Maurice's implication—he was accusing Elodie

she said to Jarrod, "It's a

lips curled in a faint, knowing smile. "If you want it, there'll

understood his meaning, and her smile

unease. He gave Elodie a long, searching look, then turned to Jarrod. "Don't you think Elodie's been

finger along the rim

didn't come home as

cooking for

barely called

last. Some people act out

Elodie was different. She'd always been sensible. In the end, she'd come back as if nothing had ever

matter?" he

was taken aback, then

distributing pamphlets introducing the various companies' core technology projects-including

Elodie when someone turned to her and asked, "Ivan-Mr. Harcourt is your

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