How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 208

Sylvie arrived and strode straight up to Esmeralda, her hand extended as if there'd never been any bad blood between them. "Let's hope this partnership goes off without a hitch this time."

Esmeralda gestured to Elodie, raising an eyebrow. "You'll want to discuss the details with Elodie here. You've got the wrong person."

She didn't bother shaking Sylvie's hand.

Sylvie's fingers curled back, just a hint, and with a quick glance at Elodie, she retracted her hand. "Alright then. Let's get started."

She made no move to greet Elodie.

Settling onto the sofa opposite them, Sylvie flipped open the contract, never lifting her head. "I've looked over this. According to the terms, you want absolute authority over the product testing timeline, and every detail of Nexus Analytics' production process?"

Elodie met her gaze coolly. "Is there a problem with that?"

Sylvie still didn't look up, just kept turning the pages. "And you're demanding a prototype in two weeks. Don't you think that's a bit much?"

She didn't bother addressing Elodie's question head-on.

It was as if she hadn't heard her at all.

Elodie noticed.

Sylvie clearly had no interest in discussing work with her. Maybe it was because she looked down on her, or maybe, more likely, it was because of that recent incident at the hospital.

called the police afterward, which had surprised

was a different

caught onto Sylvie's attitude too. She appeared polite, but there was a certain aloofness, as if she wouldn't stoop

But if you want full authority over everything, it'll make things difficult for us. Ms. Thorne, you can trust

you can't make

tone was calm, but the

jolt in his

Technologies wasn't going to be

instinctively glanced at

put Sylvie in charge of

and yet Ms. Thorne just breezed right past her, as if Sylvie didn't

nearly burst out

comments could really put

time, Sylvie finally

that she could make decisions for

she'd go straight to Jarrod

couldn't stand that

divorced, she should have the decency to

closed the contract. "Ms. Mercer, I'll discuss these terms

a look at

a decent mood, tugged