How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 118

He narrowed his eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips, but his voice carried no real warmth. "Elodie, why don't you try asking me nicely? Maybe then I'll consider helping you out of this mess."

Of course, Elodie could hear the thick sarcasm in Ivan's tone. Without dignifying

him with a reply, she turned on her heel and walked away.

Ivan watched her retreating figure, his smile slowly fading.

The way Elodie was willing to put up with so much-she must be in deep.

He stood there, eyes fixed on her back for a long moment.

Pulling out his phone, he snapped a quick picture of Elodie from a distance and sent it to a rarely used contact.

[Mr. Silverstein, Elodie can bite when she's cornered. She knows about you throwing Mrs. Fielding that birthday party. If she decides to crash it, things could get ugly. Here's my proposal: how about The Silverstein Group concedes one percent to TerraGreen Solutions? She's always listened to me. I'll keep her calm and out of your way so you can enjoy your romantic evening with Ms. Fielding, no drama. Win-win, don't you think?]

But there was no reply.

His message vanished into the void.

Clearly... Jarrod had chosen to ignore him.

his tongue

really knew how to make his indifference toward

she found her friend frowning,

wrong?" Elodie asked, giving Esmeralda's cheek a gentle squeeze. Esmeralda snapped out of her thoughts, her gaze complicated.

arranging the

Alexander's phone and handed it over. "Sylvie posted on Instagram again...

wasn't all that curious—until her eyes

Sylvie had only posted a

a black tie with subtle red embroidery. In the

perfectly with

voice trembled with anger.

of your mom's passing, and yet Jarrod shows up

purpose, obviously! We're here mourning, and those two are off celebrating who-knows-what. Jarrod lets Sylvie get away with anything-he doesn't know right from wrong anymore. Does he

her mind elsewhere, until a sharp pain in her

Jarrod...

really

what today meant,

let Selma and Sylvie take such a

darkened

"If he did that, knowing what today is... Elodie, it's like