How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 209

The group of visitors took their leave.

Sylvie pulled out her phone and sent a quick message, telling Jason, "You all go ahead and eat together-Jarrod ordered enough for everyone."

Jason grinned, immediately replying, "Well then, I won't stand on ceremony. Looks like I get to enjoy Mr. Silverstein's care package thanks to Ms. Fielding's good graces."

Sylvie gave a small laugh and returned to her conversation.

Jason came over, handing out lunch boxes to Elodie and Esmeralda.

"You must be starving. Dig in-Mr. Silverstein's got a soft spot for people."

Esmeralda's expression remained stiff. "Is it really okay for us to eat Mr. Silverstein's lunch for Ms. Fielding?"

Jason chuckled. "Mr. Silverstein dotes on Ms. Fielding, sure, but he's thoughtful- he made sure everyone was taken care of."

He waved a few more colleagues over to grab their meals.

Esmeralda gave a mocking snort. "First wife eating the mistress's leftovers-now I've seen everything."

Before she could say more, Elodie picked up a tender strip of roast beef and popped it into Esmeralda's mouth, her voice calm and gentle. “Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat."

chewed twice, then glanced at

lips. "Can't deny it-free gourmet food

before returning her focus to the lines

time things wrapped up at Nexus Analytics,

minutes early, hurrying to catch the elevator

on his way. No worries

up a work chat for this project-helps streamline communication.

nodded her agreement, and Jason politely escorted them

opened the group chat for

out a low whistle. "Why

beat. "Probably because this project's a big

one thing-but how else is he supposed to keep an eye on Sylvie if he's not in the

Elodie

hadn't checked the chat herself, but as soon as they

eyed her phone suspiciously. "Jarrod and Sylvie... are those matching

handed her phone to

group members list. Jason's name was at the top as the group creator, followed by Jarrod

blue crescent moon; Sylvie's was a scattering of stars in the same hue. The two images, stacked one above the other, looked remarkably coordinated-moon