How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 130

Chapter 129

As soon as Jarrod arrived, Alexander glanced over at Elodie.

He noticed she showed not a flicker of emotion, fully absorbed in analyzing the data on military-grade products, which made Alexander's lips curl with

satisfaction.

He'd always known Elodie was a woman of strong will. Once she set her mind on something, she could detach herself in an instant. Maintaining her composure had always been one of her strengths.

Still...

He couldn't help but glance at Jarrod.

Jarrod, from the moment he walked in, was perfectly aware Elodie was there. Yet his gaze skimmed over her with complete indifference, never lingering for even a second.

To anyone watching-whether they were in the know or not-it would seem as though he and Elodie were total strangers. The ease with which he kept his distance, the effortless unfamiliarity, was almost cruel.

"Has he ever brought you a cup of coffee or something?" Alexander gave a short, sardonic laugh and turned to Elodie. "Mr. Silverstein does have a reputation for being a thoughtful man."

Elodie kept scribbling in her notebook, not even glancing up. "No. Never."

She was just being honest.

Other women's attentive boyfriends her own ex-husband had always been cold and distant. The difference was simply in the person.

Alexander gave a theatrical sigh and patted her shoulder. "Look at you, Elodie. You've grown up. To celebrate you finally kicking that hopeless romantic phase, dinner's on me tonight."

Elodie shot him a teasing look. "Are you ever going to stop with the jabs?"

banter and relaxed atmosphere made

to Jarrod, who stood at the

uninterested in anything happening on Elodie's side, utterly unconcerned with how

a seat over here and share some thoughts on today's tour," Patrick called out,

by one, the group

with new ideas. She jotted them down in

glimpse of what Elodie was writing and couldn't hide his shock. If anyone else saw those notes, it would be a disaster-core technical secrets, the kind of thing that would have every major corporation clawing for a copy. Elodie's ability to connect

couldn't let

know better, you'd think she was the technical director around here, the

soft, silent laugh. She understood Grady's implication-Elodie was "putting

even more curious about this—U.N2's developer has never been publicly identified. Are they from the institute too? Maybe... it's Dr.

and the others turned

a cool glance in Alexander's direction. Alexander had already made it clear last time that he wasn't the U.N2 developer, and no new rumors had surfaced

as to ask if it's possible to meet this teacher?" Sylvie looked sincerely at Patrick. "I'd love to exchange some

might

drew everyone's

in, "Could you

worked in the military, but never let slip a single detail, so he was completely

mischief in his eyes. "I'm afraid that's not

Sylvie frowned,

change-she was cool as

tend to be reclusive. Maybe, when the time is right, you'll meet

agreement was still in effect,

And besides...

no interest in meeting you all." Alexander drawled, speaking Patrick's thoughts aloud. He wore a half-smile, as if

after all? Elodie had no reason to

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