How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Elodie wasn't all that surprised. She sat down and sorted her documents. "Even if you don't agree, Jarrod will find some other way to make it happen."

Alexander frowned. "What on earth does he see in that woman? She's got him absolutely bewitched!"

Elodie shook her head. "Love doesn't really need a reason, does it?"

Besides, if she was honest, Sylvie had more than enough charm to turn any man's head.

Jarrod hadn't even known Sylvie for that long-three months, tops—but somehow, she'd managed to outdo all of Elodie's efforts from the past three years.

Alexander felt a pang of injustice on Elodie's behalf. He couldn't help but blurt out, half-joking, "Maybe I should go whisper in my dad's ear, get him to blacklist those two."

Elodie shook her head, her voice calm and clear. "Jarrod's fiercely protective of Sylvie. If he found out you did that, he'd probably make things difficult for VistaLink Technologies. And honestly, we're not in a position to go head-to-head with The Silverstein Group. There's no need to invite trouble over something personal."

There were plenty of top-tier talents like Sylvie out there, but not many had the chance to meet Dr. Charlie himself, let alone be mentored by him. That was a rare privilege, even on a global scale.

earning an audience with Dr. Charlie would have

ourselves," Elodie said quietly. "If Sylvie really has what it takes to catch Mr.

the mood. "I just worry

connections to the other woman. On this battlefield of the

letting out a soft, self-deprecating laugh. "I'm trying to

on emotion,

diving into the books Dr.

of the project.

able to send

they could secure government collaboration for their project over the next three years, the impact would

next morning, Elodie and Alexander

of public news: Jarrod had already brought Sylvie in for