How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Elodie had tagged her location at the Fairview Crossing Hotel on her social feed.

Unfortunately, her grandmother saw it. Now, faced with her grandmother's questioning, Elodie hesitated, unsure how to respond. "We... we're attending the same event," she finally managed.

She didn't clarify whether they'd come together-mostly because, truthfully, she hadn't known Jarrod's schedule before arriving. And besides, Jarrod was there with Sylvie. That was definitely not something her grandmother needed to know.

Her grandmother's smile widened. "That's wonderful! You two should spend a few extra days out there, treat it like a little vacation. Good for your marriage-every couple needs time away together."

Elodie offered a faint, noncommittal smile and didn't reply.

There was so much her grandmother didn't know. With Sylvie around, Jarrod barely had time for Elodie, let alone for "bonding." She didn't even know which room he was staying in.

"And where's Jarrod? Why isn't he with you?" her grandmother pressed.

Elodie thought for a moment, then answered, "He's still at a business dinner. He'll probably be back at the hotel later."

At that, her grandmother frowned, her tone sharp. "Business dinners, business dinners-does he really need to go to so many? He'd be better off spending time with you!"

Grandma," Elodie

since Jarrod was busy paving the way for Sylvie-nothing could be

"All right. When he gets back, call me on video so I can give him a piece of my

wanted to refuse, but her grandmother had

to her forehead, exasperated. Still, she didn't dwell on it, setting her phone aside and

At the gala.

Charlie hadn't left yet.

was bold and decisive, having just dropped a cool two hundred million to support the

with laughter and clinking glasses, but Charlie was never one for small talk. He'd already instructed Alexander to politely

Sylvie

dress and greeted him graciously. "Dr. Carter, it's such an honor to meet you. I actually specialize in aerospace

"I heard from Mr. Silverstein that you completed your

doctoral program. Thanks to your leadership, our

the flattery, but it

with a

said, if Sylvie really managed to impress the old man, no amount of Alexander's words would matter.