How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 97

Chapter 96

Elodie finally allowed herself to relax a little.

She stayed with Emile through lunch, waiting for the discomfort from the treatment to ease, and then returned to VistaLink Technologies to wrap up some loose ends.

Jarrod hadn't reached out to her again.

The next day.

Just as Elodie was about to log off at the end of her workday, her grandmother called. "Sweetheart, what time are you getting off?"

"I'm just about to finish," Elodie replied, closing her laptop.

"Perfect! I've sent Jarrod to pick you up. Come home with him after work, I need you both here for something."

Elodie blinked in surprise. "Grandma, actually I have—"

"He's already downstairs. Just head down when you're ready."

"...Okay."

Rubbing her aching temples, Elodie resigned herself to it. If it weren't for her grandmother's direct orders, there was no way Jarrod would be offering her a ride.

packed up quickly and headed

a sleek Bentley was idling at

window slid down; Jarrod glanced over

her years at The Silverstein Group, no matter how many times her grandmother insisted Jarrod give her

was nothing left to hide-

hesitated, weighing the odds that her grandmother's request was urgent. "You know, I

yourself. I'm not your messenger," Jarrod replied,

to guess why. Her mother's

she walked over to the

the passenger seat, but

knew his rules. The front seat belonged to his girlfriend-she

to the door, bundled in her coat and staring silently out the window.

looked away and addressed the driver coolly,

was momentarily

he...taking her comfort

she was reading too much into it. Even if he did give an order

her friends

use Grandma to get closer to my brother. If it weren't for picking you up, he would've taken

grown used to this. She didn't

mood—she'd interrupted his

the side

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