How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 158

Ivan immediately let go and smiled. "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I could've come to pick you up."

Queenie finally broke into a grin, walked over, and wrapped her arms around his waist, nestling against his chest. Her voice was soft and teasing. "I didn't want you to wear yourself out. You kept me up half the night, remember?"

Elodie lowered her gaze, her expression unreadable.

The possessive undertone in Queenie's words didn't stir any emotion in her- none at all. She was just an onlooker in this story.

Queenie, however, turned her attention to Elodie and smiled. "Can you stay a bit longer tonight? We're having a feast, and we need you here."

Elodie met her gaze, her voice even. "What's on the menu?"

Queenie winked mischievously. "You'll see soon enough."

She left it at that, then playfully tugged Ivan toward the other side of the room. "My dad just arrived. Come say hi."

Ivan slipped an arm around her waist and didn't refuse. As he walked away, though, he shot Elodie a glance-its meaning impossible to decipher.

Elodie didn't dwell on it.

When Esmeralda returned, she shook her head. "No luck. This Fergus is a real mystery."

seem bothered. "Let's go grab

was in the second row. As for the front

Elodie glanced up.

Sylvie were settling into the prime seats

always a pecking order at events like

to her. Still, from where she sat, every time she

Sylvie were the

Sylvie was leaning in close, whispering something to Jarrod, who would bend his head,

warm and attentive as he

as she looked past

noticed it all and gritted her teeth. "Is this their little love

gave Esmeralda's hand a gentle squeeze, a silent gesture

felt nothing extra-no

in attendance. Every item up for auction had been donated by celebrities or major organizations, and all proceeds would go to help children in remote

was a cause

come mainly to find someone, but she planned to do her part for charity, too. If

items rolled

Jarrod

Sylvie to call the shots

smile and didn't hold back, raising it