How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 164

His gaze lingered for barely two seconds before he looked away, turning his head

as he stepped onto the stage with Sylvie.

Elodie didn't bother to watch them.

She picked up her glass and took another sip of juice.

Upstairs, Naylor and his friends hadn't missed a moment of this little "competition."

Leaning back lazily on the couch, Naylor grinned. "Now this is entertaining. Elodie's really overestimating herself from trying to outbid Ms. Fielding for that ring earlier, to now fighting for a spot in the performance. She's practically got 'insecure rival' written all over her face."

He suddenly remembered that art show, when Grady had tried gossiping with him about Elodie's marriage, and Sylvie had been the one to shut down the rumors on Elodie's behalf.

At least Sylvie never stooped to petty rivalry.

She even managed to save Elodie some face, letting bygones be bygones.

On that front, Elodie couldn't even compare to Sylvie.

Elias arched a brow, his gaze drifting idly down to where Elodie sat.

Naylor leaned closer. "That Elodie... I doubt she's going to get over Mr. Silverstein anytime soon."

just looked thoughtful.

him a confused look, but

stage, Elias happened to catch a glimpse of Elodie's face the angle revealed a flicker of something cold

She truly...

Didn't care at all.

her composure because the years had hardened her

from the sidelines,

glared at the stage, at the perfect couple performing together, her

seen Elodie as his

he parade his affection for another woman

those two play their little

Elodie

her head. "As long as

could only nod. "Alright, if

"Still, Jarrod's actually pretty good up there. Guess that's

She

three years hadn't been enough for her to truly understand Jarrod. Yet Sylvie, in just a few months,

around his life and his heart, at least where Elodie was

The performance ended.

Thunderous applause erupted.