How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 157

Maurice was the first to notice Elodie. He arched an eyebrow but still offered a greeting. "What a coincidence."

Elodie spared him only a fleeting glance before taking Esmeralda by the arm and steering her away.

Clearly, she had no intention of engaging.

Maurice had never liked her much-his past attitude toward her had always been tinged with contempt. Out of respect for Jarrod, she used to swallow her pride, but now, there was no reason for her to keep up the pretense.

As for Esmeralda, she had even less interest in acknowledging Grady. The two of them ignored the men completely, not even pretending to be polite.

Maurice was a little surprised by this, though not offended.

Elodie's temperament had grown sharper lately.

Was this her new tactic for winning Jarrod over?

On New Year's Eve, she hadn't even bothered bringing them the usual hangover remedy. Jarrod had guessed right after all.

"Don't you think Elodie's gotten a bit arrogant?" Grady muttered, frowning in confusion. "It's like she doesn't even see us anymore."

Maurice found himself at a loss.

Was Elodie just trying a different approach to get attention, or was something else going on?

them as if they

head. "She's always been devoted to Jarrod-she wouldn't be stupid enough to deliberately get on our bad side. She's probably just trying some

it off, deciding

radiation treatment, but Elodie was already starting to feel

quickly noticed something was off and steered her to the lounge area. "Sit here and rest for a bit. I'll go find Fergus for

Elodie nodded in agreement.

really wasn't feeling up

Elodie glanced at her watch, mentally calculating when she needed to take her

doing over here?" Ivan's voice was sharp, his frown making it

before meeting his deep-set gaze. "I

laugh, running his tongue along his teeth. "Well, look at you, Elodie.

eyes, making it obvious she had no interest in

down, grabbing her wrist. "Come on.

tried to pull away. "Let go! You

up about her being here. It was just a charity gala-what was the

grew

in the eyes. "Ivan, I'm not the little sister who needs your protection and control anymore.

separate ways a long

to tell her what to

understood her perfectly. For a second, a flicker of hurt crossed his

recovered, his expression