How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

The professor didn't answer her.

He was probably still upset with her.

Elodie knew she couldn't rush things-hearts didn't turn cold overnight.

After years spent struggling in a loveless marriage, she understood that feeling all too well.

Later, on her way to meet a client, Elodie unexpectedly ran into Jarrod.

He'd just arrived at the entrance to the event hall, where a staff member greeted him.

For once, Sylvie wasn't at his side, which was a surprise.

Jarrod noticed Elodie, too. He glanced over with a languid, unreadable look in his eyes dark and inscrutable.

Elodie subtly frowned.

Was it just her, or was Jarrod's gaze on her a little odd today?

Normally, he would have ignored her completely, never granting her so much as a second look.

She didn't greet him, just walked straight into the company building.

point, anyway. Even if she tried,

Mr. Patrick had replied. He considered their three-year plan feasible and agreed to

for

with a knowing look,

rejection

in particular. Ever since she'd heard

she knew they were competitors. VistaLink Technologies had

Still...

elegant brows twitched

recalled the way Jarrod

the outcome before she did. No wonder he'd

think she'd

your mind?" Alexander, in high

send you the revised plan for this morning's

Elodie felt a dull ache behind her eyes and touched her forehead

a painkiller and planned to rest

few minutes later, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

Elodie?" a

"Yes, speaking."

in viewing the gallery under your mother's name. Would you be available to

frowned. "I'm not selling. You must have the wrong

scam call, and went back to the pile of