How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 199

Jarrod and Mr. Patrick looked over.

Joseph seemed intrigued too. "Let's hear it?"

Maurice glanced at Sylvie, then shot a loaded look at Elodie. "Well, since we've got only two ladies here today, why don't we have a little contest-let's see whose game is better?"

Elodie paused in mid-motion.

She looked up and realized everyone's eyes were on her.

Sylvie smiled, her tone unreadable. "Maurice, you're always full of ideas."

Maurice shrugged. "The rest of us already played a few rounds. Thought it'd be fun to watch you two go head-to-head. Right, Jarrod?"

Jarrod looked up at him, expression cool. "Shouldn't you ask the ladies how they feel about it first?"

Sylvie twirled her club confidently. "I'm game if Elodie is."

Which, of course, put the ball in Elodie's court.

Elodie quietly averted her gaze. "I'm not much of a golfer, honestly."

She wasn't about to force herself into a losing match. But she understood what Maurice was getting at. He knew Sylvie was practically a pro-pitting them against each other would be an easy way to embarrass her.

He probably figured Elodie would agree out of pride, with so many people watching.

no way out. "We could do a bit

Elodie with no real reason

Elodie frowned slightly.

Maurice's arrangements with clear amusement. In the end, she

looked at Sylvie, his

in a faint smile, saying nothing. But it was clear he didn't mind partnering

gave

who knew the inside story, glanced at Elodie with

head down, detached as

fantastic golfer. I've never even beaten him myself. If you just assign partners,

a hand. "Let's

Maurice coughed. "Fine, sure..."

in the competition, so

the number matched Jarrod's, the mood in the group shifted, each person reacting in their own

ended up drawing

be right! Let's

abruptly said, "No need. Let's keep

upset in the

a brow at Jarrod and flashed a confident smile. "Looks like it's you and me, Jarrod. Let's

Sylvie, it

at him with effortless intimacy, as

curled