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.

for Keith. "Bring Elodie a cup of

front of Elodie, hesitated as if

say something, then simply

motionless-neither

Albin entered, he found the two of

staring

cleared his throat, pulling out a contract. "Ms. Thorne, good to

Elodie nodded in greeting.

"Just sign here,

contracts. She double- checked the document and, finding nothing amiss, signed her

said politely as she

no trouble at

jacket. His voice was calm and measured. "If you have any questions, feel free to

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

doubted there

on her, his tone steady.

to VistaLink Technologies? I can give you a

thanks. I'll take

Elodie's refusal was crisp.

Jarrod was just

the nearest station, but she saw no reason to accept

said goodbye to Albin

figure, then