How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 186

So much so.

Now that Elodie could effortlessly dine with the professor thanks to Alexander, she couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous.

"I just saw Elodie giving the professor a gift," Sylvie remarked casually as she took her seat.

"A gift?" Maurice chuckled. "What good will that do her? That's like handing a Harvard acceptance letter to someone who can barely read. Even if she's given the chance, what's the point? It's wasted on her."

A housewife, after all.

Just a college graduate, and her only way to meet the professor was through Alexander, who was clearly blinded by infatuation.

Even if Alexander wanted to make Elodie look good, didn't she need some real ability of her own?

Sylvie glanced at Maurice, amused. "You don't mince words, do you?"

Maurice shrugged. "The truth stings."

He turned to Jarrod. "So, Jarrod, what do you think Alexander's up to? Bringing Elodie to meet his father-could it be they've been together much longer than we thought?"

"No," Jarrod replied unhurriedly, dismissing Maurice's guess.

Sylvie watched him, searching for any flicker of emotion.

Luckily, there was none.

He was completely indifferent.

it, with a family like Alexander's-everyone a heavyweight in national

remained cool as he

about to launch a new project. Has anyone considered that's why Alexander's

fanfare. Either this one has the professor's direct guidance, or it's

you're saying the

just said,

but inside, he

be the hottest opportunity in

who hadn't lost his composure for

abruptly, he asked, "Have you set a date for finalizing

hung in the

turned to look

"About

his chair, spinning his phone in his hand. "No reason. Just seems like it's

Elodie was having a

out of her way to buy some of the professor's favorite pastries, which put him in a

with him about the technical

really shines in this area. If you put half the energy into your work that you spend on romance, you'd be famous worldwide by

really

fork and said, "Don't listen to him, Elodie. If you poured everything into your career-never married, never had kids-your grandma would probably

nothing like you. She has vision. At least she's lived a little-who