Chapter 97

Elodie's eyes flickered, her fingers unconsciously tightening around her fork.

Octavia didn't miss that fleeting reaction. Her smile widened as she nudged her phone toward Jarrod, determined to get an answer. "So, do you like it or not, big brother?"

Jarrod's eyes, cold and unreadable, stayed fixed on the screen. His expression barely shifted. He shot Octavia a warning look.

Octavia shrank back a little, quickly withdrawing her phone. She knew Jarrod and Elodie's situation wasn't public yet; she'd only wanted to see how Elodie would react, not to actually upset her brother.

"What's going on?" their grandmother asked, sensing the tension at the table.

"It's nothing, Grandma," Octavia said brightly, scooting closer. "I just showed Jarrod something he really likes."

Grandma didn't press, patting Octavia's head before turning her attention back to her meal.

Elodie kept her head down, her face carefully blank. She looked numb, as if she were just an outsider watching a love story everyone else envied.

When Jarrod finished eating, he set down his fork and headed upstairs.

the moment he finishes. Elodie, go call him

Grandma's words gave her one—at least for now.

No answer.

stepped inside, just as Jarrod walked out of

he wore casual loungewear that emphasized his broad shoulders and trim waist. His phone was in hand,

flurry of unwelcome thoughts flashing through

a racy photo

Now, seeing him still chatting—if it was Sylvie sending him

his shower

suddenly

hem of his loose black pants brushing with each step, she quickly

studied the calm, indifferent look on her

Jarrod brushed past

an elderly man with snow-white hair had joined them in the living room. He wore a gray

beckoned them over. "Elodie, Jarrod, this is Dr. MacLeod, a renowned physician. I invited him to stop by and give you both a check-up, just to make

Elodie's face paled.

guess Grandma's motive-to see if there was

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