How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 188

He was on a video call.

Sylvie's melodious laughter drifted through the air—it sounded like their conversation had been going smoothly. "Alright, I'll wait for you," she said.

Suddenly, Jarrod's steps slowed. He looked up and spotted Elodie sitting quietly across the room. His expression didn't change; he lowered his gaze and said into the phone, "I have company. Let's talk later."

The word "company" carried no special meaning for Elodie.

But she was starting to feel uncertain.

If Jarrod had just finished a meeting, he wouldn't be on a video call with Sylvie so quickly.

Judging by the easy tone between them, it was clear they'd been chatting for a while.

So maybe Jarrod had wrapped up his meeting some time ago, but got caught up talking to Sylvie, forgetting that Elodie was still waiting for him.

He ended the call and strode into the room.

"Have Albin come in," Jarrod instructed, then finally took a seat across from Elodie. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Have you been waiting long?"

"Mr. Silverstein, you should really work on your sense of time," Elodie replied, glancing at her watch, a trace of irritation in her eyes.

Jarrod noticed.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment, his eyes darkening. After a brief pause, he gave a noncommittal chuckle.

called for Keith. "Bring Elodie a

front of

something, then simply nodded. "Of

motionless-neither

found the two

staring thoughtfully

contract. "Ms. Thorne,

Elodie nodded in greeting.

folder. "Just sign here, and on the other copies as

spent years in PR, Elodie was no stranger to contracts. She double- checked the document and, finding nothing amiss, signed her

you, Albin," she said politely

"It's no trouble at

as well, straightening his suit jacket. His voice was calm and measured. "If you have any questions, feel

her tone cool. "That won't be necessary. Just make sure to clear

didn't have Jarrod's new phone number anyway, and she doubted there was anything

on her,

back to VistaLink Technologies? I can give you a ride-I'm

thanks. I'll take the

Elodie's refusal was crisp.

care whether Jarrod

a fair walk to the nearest station, but she saw no reason to accept

said goodbye to Albin

her departing figure, then walked out with