How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 153

Elodie had no idea what was happening on Naylor's end. She was deep in conversation with Alexander, discussing the latest high-tech materials from TerraCore Technologies-even though the product launch hadn't started yet.

By the time they finished, she'd already pieced together the pros and cons of TerraCore's new materials and jotted down a few notes.

As she set her pen aside, she noticed Jarrod and Sylvie had split up. Sylvie had disappeared somewhere, and Jarrod had slipped away from the cluster of people to make his way toward the main hall.

Elodie stood up, told Alexander, "I'm going to the restroom," and didn't wait for him to look up from his phone before heading off.

She caught up with Jarrod just as he was about to round the corner.

When he saw her, Jarrod's face remained unreadable. "What is it?"

Elodie tipped her chin up. Her face was strikingly delicate, making her eyes look even larger and more detached than usual. "I need to talk to you. Let's have a word."

a request. She

down at her, his gaze cool and detached.

suggest they find somewhere quieter-no point risking eavesdroppers and giving Jarrod an excuse to blame her-when he suddenly stepped

a line of staff carrying audio equipment marching past. If he hadn't intervened, she

a protective barrier around her; the gesture registered and was gone

on it. Instead, she furrowed her brow and asked, her voice cool, "I sent you those documents two months ago. Are you telling me you

hers before drifting

us to spend Valentine's Day together," Elodie pressed, "but honestly, you need to make things clear

her blood pressure and heart issues, Elodie didn't dare spell things out herself and take on the blame. Jarrod needed to clean up

the holidays are over. It's time we schedule

a commotion erupted a short distance

her quickly, his face darkening

mouth, but there was no stopping him now. She couldn't understand why he'd agreed to talk only to leave