How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 196

Naylor lingered at the doorway, peering inside.

He'd come by to discuss an approval with Mr. Patrick, but he hadn't expected to stumble upon this scene.

Truthfully, he just couldn't wrap his head around it.

Elodie's credentials didn't hold a candle to Sylvie's—after all, Sylvie had a

doctorate from one of the world's top universities. How could Elodie be so bold as to come here and try to veto Sylvie's input right in front of Mr. Patrick?

If only Elodie could approach things objectively-if she could just acknowledge Sylvie's abilities-he might have had a little more respect for her.

But no. She was acting like a jealous girl, caught up in petty drama over a man, letting her emotions cloud her judgment.

And the kicker? Jarrod was very much Sylvie's boyfriend.

Elodie had failed to win him over, yet now she was targeting his actual girlfriend.

The office door swung open.

Elodie and Alexander stepped out one after the other, nearly colliding with Naylor.

on his practiced professional smile.

he was afraid she might so much as brush his sleeve. "Yes, that's right. I'll head in,

Don't let us keep you," Alexander

Naylor's little

indifferent glance

Alexander stood when it came to Sylvie. He didn't bother wasting time trying to talk

determined to clear the way

if Mr. Patrick wanted to pull strings and bring in his own people, they'd have to weigh their

project was funded independently, so they didn't have to worry

to her house. She'd already

every way-location, amenities,

she reached out

picked up

and said in a steady, matter-of-fact voice, "I asked Jarrod before to pick up his things from the house. He hasn't sent anyone

surprised at how cold she sounded. "I'll pass the message along to Mr.

the call with

finally received a response from the specialist Joseph had referred her

replied

included all sorts of precautions and advice regarding liver cancer, but finished with a gentle refusal: [I'm afraid my schedule won't allow me to take

tell he was a conscientious person. The advice he'd sent was