How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 223

They reached their floor.

Elodie and Alexander stepped out of the elevator one after the other.

After they left, Mr. Black and President Brown exchanged glances with the few others still inside.

Unable to hold back, Mr. Black murmured, "Did you notice how much Mr. Sterling values Ms. Thorne? It's almost as if they're equals, not superior and subordinate. He actually seems proud of her."

Haywood, the engineer standing beside him, nodded. "She really knows her stuff. Honestly, talking to her feels like I'm out of my depth-she's operating on a whole different level."

Mr. Black was even more taken aback. Haywood was one of their most seasoned engineers. Clearly, VistaLink Technologies was full of hidden talent.

There was a welcome reception scheduled for the first day.

Representatives from each group would mingle and introduce themselves, and Mr. Charlie Sterling would be making an appearance as well.

changed into a long, belted coat-relaxed yet polished- just as Alexander knocked to escort her

reserved one of the

old man will be here soon. He'll probably quiz you about what

feeling a little

Technologies and her studies, she'd been pushing herself hard. Getting into a top-tier graduate program wasn't easy—no matter

Mr. Black

the sight of

technical discussions, Haywood had been hoping for a chance to dive deeper into some of the tougher engineering issues. He had the sense that Elodie might

Thorne, could I pick your brain about the current technical bottlenecks in autonomous navigation and

surprised by his enthusiasm, but nodded. "Of course.

got right to the point. "Right now, we're running into real challenges with the precision of our sensors. What's your take on

paused, considering how best to articulate her

from the doorway just in time to catch Haywood's question. He frowned-why was Haywood seeking Elodie's opinion on

put the pieces together. Haywood

walked over, clinking glasses with Alexander before turning to Haywood. "Mr. Haywood, I'm afraid Mr. Sterling is the star of the evening-he'll be in high demand and probably not free for a deep dive. But I can introduce you to someone