How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 102

Chapter 101

Elodie immediately sensed Sylvie's gaze on her-warm, almost amused. That look made her feel exposed, as if a spotlight had landed on her in a darkened theater.

Across from her, Jarrod's face was as composed and inscrutable as ever, not a single trace of familiarity in his expression. He could have been a stranger.

She could feel the eyes of the room shifting toward them.

Elodie's lips curved into a faint, sardonic smile. "Well, since Ms. Fielding already has her white knight, I'm curious-what role is Mr. Mercer playing tonight?"

The comment left Grady visibly uncomfortable; his face tightened with embarrassment as he instinctively glanced at Sylvie.

He bristled, annoyed that Elodie was mocking him in public.

"A lapdog, obviously," Esmeralda interjected, offering no mercy. If Grady wanted to come after Elodie, Esmeralda would always take Elodie's side-especially when Grady was so obviously picking a fight.

Grady's face darkened a shade. "Esmeralda, that's out of line. I just admire Ms. Fielding. That's all."

Even Sylvie couldn't help but frown slightly.

be flustered and awkward in this crowd. Instead, Elodie had

Grady was a decent guy, but she didn't appreciate being lumped together with anyone. After all, no one could compare to Jarrod in

but she didn't seem to care.

her coolly, his expression unchanged, but was that a hint of

She'd just made the whole group uncomfortable, yet he wasn't upset. In fact, he almost

couldn't read him

away

smoothing her brow and turning to Naylor, who had

it's been some time." "When is

somewhere saving lives. Honestly, I have no idea. I'm left organizing these exhibits

asked, curiosity piqued. She'd never

heir to the Warwick family,

mentioning Elias once, saying he was

Mr. Whitaker is busy, shall we take

gestured for them to

away, Grady glanced after Elodie and Esmeralda, his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255