How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 222

A sleek Rolls-Royce Cullinan idled just ahead, and standing beside it was Jarrod.

His gaze flicked to Elodie, registering her presence without surprise. He coolly shifted his eyes away, settling instead on the space behind her.

The moment Sylvie emerged from the terminal and caught sight of Jarrod, a blush of delight touched her cheeks. She breezed right past Elodie, pretending not to notice her at all, and headed straight for Jarrod.

Alexander scowled. "So that's why he didn't show up with everyone else—he's been here since early morning, waiting to pick someone up."

He watched Jarrod and Sylvie with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Honestly, with how inseparable they are, maybe they should just tie themselves together with a belt."

Elodie pulled her coat tighter around her and acted as if she hadn't seen the pair.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the arrivals hall, Naylor Whitaker stepped out of the airport and noticed Jarrod and Sylvie together. He strolled over and greeted them. "Didn't expect to see you here too, Mr. Silverstein."

His gaze lingered on Sylvie for a moment, quickly piecing together that Jarrod was here for her.

Sylvie replied with her signature gentle smile. “Jarrod flew in yesterday for a meeting. He's planning to stay with me until everything wraps up."

Naylor found himself reevaluating their relationship yet again. For a man with a schedule as packed as Jarrod's to drop everything and accompany Sylvie the entire time-there was no doubt how much he cherished her.

The conversation between the three flowed easily, laughter and warmth in the air.

Elodie paid them no mind. She checked the time on her phone.

The base had arranged a shuttle to take everyone to the hotel, and company executives and engineers were already boarding in small groups.

harried staff member approached. "I'm so sorry-one of

short. The shuttle is full at

was about to suggest she just call a cab when the staff member turned to Jarrod, hopeful. "Mr. Silverstein, would you mind giving Mr. Sterling and this young lady

came out of nowhere and caught

flashed, her expression

themselves here. Naylor had already agreed to take an

before Jarrod could say a word, she answered coolly,

shot her a fleeting glance, as if finally

absurd. What, were they really supposed to let Elodie squeeze into the car with Jarrod and Sylvie? That

and tossed out a suggestion just to stir the pot. "Well, before Mr. Silverstein agrees to drive another

Sylvie arched an eyebrow, the faintest hint of a smile curving her

her own husband's car? The world had turned upside down. Jarrod, for his part, remained collected. His gaze lingered on Elodie, unreadable. Elodie's eyes flashed cold. "I don't recall asking for help," she said, her voice like frost. It was as if they were the ones desperate

icy retort. Was this some kind of

at Jarrod, curious for his

no sign of being swayed

smiled with just a touch of pride and turned to Alexander. "Mr. Sterling,

tension between their companies get in

the base and the hotel like the back of my hand. It's

Elodie's hand and strode off, leaving

briefly flicked to their joined hands, pausing for just a moment

know his way around. Growing up, he'd

was a five-star just next

technical staff from other companies. With VistaLink Technologies' latest

spotted a group from The Delacroix Group. "Didn't Mr. Delacroix make the trip?"