How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 214

In that moment, Elodie understood-Jarrod was talking about VistaLink

Technologies switching team members.

There was nothing in his voice or expression that hinted at annoyance. He was as detached as ever, cool and unreadable.

But that sentence.

Was he here to interrogate her?

Or just being sarcastic?

She hesitated, her steps slowing, but decided it wasn't worth the effort to dissect his intentions. Without a word, she kept walking.

Jarrod probably didn't notice her reaction. He slipped his lighter back into his pocket, then turned to her again. "The decision to replace someone was that your suggestion?"

Of course.

tone flat. "If you're dissatisfied, Mr. Silverstein, there's no obligation to

in launching into a drawn-

and down, his gaze steady. Elodie seemed utterly unfazed, as if the entire matter was insignificant, barely

chuckled softly, but there was no warmth in

and his eyes were as clear and impenetrable as ever.

brow furrowed. Something about his words made her uneasy-so casual, as

of arguing about VistaLink Technologies' decision. With a dismissive glance at Elodie, he stepped past her and slipped into the private

a day off from

seemed so cheerful about leaving the project-Jarrod must have already soothed

Elodie by surprise. She had expected him to lose his temper; after all, VistaLink Technologies hadn't exactly given much room for negotiation. Sylvie had

really just going to let

dwell on it. She headed off to the table she'd reserved with Esmeralda. Whatever Jarrod decided to do

to Esmeralda, choosing to forget it

after dinner that

the lobby, Elodie's phone buzzed with a message

Sterling isn't back yet. When can you and Ms.

exchanged a puzzled look before