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.

in this crowd. Instead, Elodie had smoothly deflected attention, turning the focus onto Grady and

being lumped together with anyone. After all, no one

didn't seem to

unchanged, but was that a hint

made the whole group

couldn't read him at

she tugged Esmeralda away toward

brow and turning to Naylor, who had been watching the scene with

gave a polite smile. "Ms. Fielding, Mr. Silverstein, it's been

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

piqued. She'd never

the Warwick family,

in sudden understanding. She recalled Joseph mentioning Elias once, saying he was a close friend. She hadn't realized he was

we take a look

gestured for them

pair walked away, Grady glanced after Elodie and Esmeralda,

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