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."

as a request.

looked down at her, his gaze cool and detached.

weaving past in every direction. She was about to suggest they find somewhere quieter-no point risking eavesdroppers

staff carrying audio equipment marching past. If he hadn't intervened, she would have been

a moment, Jarrod's arm formed a protective barrier around her; the gesture registered and was gone in a

her brow and asked, her voice cool, "I sent you those documents two months ago. Are you telling

briefly meeting hers before drifting elsewhere, as if something else had caught

honestly, you need to make things

With her blood pressure and heart issues, Elodie didn't dare spell

holidays are over.

erupted a short distance

He stepped around her quickly, his face darkening as he strode off, not waiting to hear the rest

mouth, but there was no stopping him now. She couldn't understand why