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.

to speak to him directly. Alexander leaned

He quickly reined in his surprise, remembering discretion, and couldn't help but remark, "No

honor to

the two of them chatted, Jarrod and his group

could Elodie possibly have to talk

"She 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 Mr.

just smiled, saying nothing. She understood Maurice's implication—he was accusing Elodie of imitating her, trying

low voice, she said to Jarrod, "It's a shame Mr. Charles couldn't make it

knowing smile. "If you want it,

understood his meaning, and her

Elodie a long, searching look, then turned to Jarrod. "Don't you

rim of his

didn't come

stopped cooking

called or texted

doubted this phase would last. Some people act

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

it matter?" he

taken aback, then fell

pamphlets introducing the various companies' core technology projects-including The Jett

to her and asked, "Ivan-Mr. Harcourt

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