How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 116

A chill seemed to seep right through Elodie's chest, as if a cold draft had tunneled straight into her heart.

She stared at the photos Sylvie had sent: one showed the party villa all dressed up for a celebration, the other, a set of emerald jewelry.

She recognized that jewelry-Esmeralda had once bumped into Jarrod and Sylvie at a jewelry boutique, where Jarrod had splurged over a million dollars on it.

So that's what it was for.

A gift for Selma.

No wonder she'd heard nothing from Jarrod after reaching out to Keith. He'd made his choice from the very beginning, hadn't he?

Sylvie's message read: "This will be the most spectacular, lively birthday Mom has ever had. Special thanks to someone... Everyone, look forward to the fireworks tonight!"

Who that "someone" was, didn't need spelling out.

Emotion flickered in Elodie's eyes.

A bitter smile crept across her otherwise calm face.

Because..... Selma's birthday wasn't even today.

mom had once thrown Selma a birthday party. There had even been a photo, with the date written on the back as a keepsake. Elodie had come across it while sorting through her mother's belongings after her

Selma's

Yet here they were.

all days, the day her family gathered

kind of people did

Elodie's frozen expression, finally

she'd managed to strike a blow and come out on

thought you deserved to know the truth, so you wouldn't

with Ms. Fielding, obviously," Reba

Elodie said nothing.

storm, swept up in

enough, Reba." Ivan shot her a warning

seeing Ivan was still inclined to defend Elodie, bit her lip and glared at Elodie before stepping

as he prepared to leave. "If you can't even keep your own man, what good are you? The

had managed to win Jarrod's favor, the Harcourt family might not have missed

headed for their

to Ivan, her eyes lingering. "Let's go home, big brother. There's no point

glance back. "You two go on

Elodie one last resentful look, slammed the door, and

Ivan, her tone cool and