How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 121

Alexander was genuinely surprised by how swiftly Jarrod had gotten wind of the

news.

He himself had only learned about it yesterday, yet Jarrod was already taking action.

Feigning ignorance, Alexander shook his head. "Nothing's set in stone yet. Mr. Silverstein, are you... looking to recommend someone?"

Jarrod's lips curled with a touch of aristocratic reserve. "As a matter of fact, I am."

Alexander didn't press further.

The answer was obvious.

He caught sight of Elodie standing a short distance away, and couldn't help but hesitate, as if there was something he wanted to say but didn't.

After all, everyone here had spent years maneuvering through the business world. How could he not see through Jarrod's real reason for showing up?

Clearly, Jarrod was here to seize the opportunity to ask about the nomination— nothing more.

Certainly not because Elodie was on his mind.

But Elodie felt no disappointment at all. She'd seen through this reality long ago.

Why would Jarrod suddenly change this year, after ignoring her for so many before? He'd only come because of Sylvie. If not for her, he wouldn't have bothered.

She walked over calmly. "Alex, thanks for helping out today."

his schedule and cleared his evening for her; she

ruffled her hair. "No need for thanks. But I really do have to slip out in a bit-there's a major international conference I can't miss. Will you be alright

at his watch, speaking in his usual unhurried

found his

Jarrod a long, knowing look. "Of course. With

have nothing

Once Alexander left,

was markedly somber and formal, perfectly suited to the memorial. His black tie matched the jacket, and he wore no

seemed to radiate a magnetic

Jarrod had changed into something appropriate

she guessed. He never had

a faint, teasing smile. "Trying to get rid

guard. "No, I just thought you had

do?" He sipped his tea,

Elodie fell silent.

had no idea what

he skipping Selma's fireworks show

explanation, and she didn't feel like prying.

today, she had no

stayed to have

meal, Ivan answered

could hear a woman's flirtatious voice

the woman with practiced

Rosemary glanced at Elodie.