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."

didn't bother phrasing it as a request. She gave him no room to

at her, his gaze cool and

find somewhere quieter-no point risking eavesdroppers and giving Jarrod an excuse

her head to see a line of staff carrying audio equipment marching past. If he hadn't intervened, she would have been knocked into for

protective barrier around her; the gesture registered and was

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

briefly meeting hers before drifting elsewhere,

Day together," Elodie pressed, "but honestly, you

her-her grandmother was running herself ragged for nothing. With her blood pressure and heart issues, Elodie didn't dare spell things out herself and take on the blame. Jarrod needed to clean up his

holidays are over.

erupted a short distance

his face darkening

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