How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Noticing Elodie's tactful retreat, Naylor raised an eyebrow.

At least Elodie was smart enough to know when to quit-she saw Sylvie approaching and didn't try to force her way into a circle where she didn't belong.

Of course, Elodie had no idea what others were thinking.

Across the room, Alexander was surrounded by people, most of them eager to discuss potential collaborations. Elodie had wandered over to this quieter corner to catch her breath.

Her stomach rumbled in protest.

She picked up a small plate of dessert and took a bite.

Feeling thirsty, she glanced at the array of drinks nearby. Not sure which ones were low in alcohol, she reached for a glass that looked mostly like juice.

A slender, well-defined hand pressed lightly over the rim.

Elodie looked up.

Jarrod's dark, deep-set eyes met hers.

instinctively, her

removed the glass from her grasp and said in his usual detached tone, "Didn't you mention you're sensitive to

Elodie frowned slightly.

moment, she didn't know what to

wasn't severe, but it

little surprised he remembered, but then again, after three years of marriage, even someone as emotionally distant

go of the

drink himself. He glanced at Elodie, saw she had no intention of striking up a conversation, and instead handed

his own drink and walked away, as if he'd

glass of juice, but felt no

Meanwhile―

strode purposefully into

marked the real

over to Elodie. “Come on," he

Elodie just needed to review the relevant material

he'd taken on no one. Now, with Elodie ready to try again, Sterling had suddenly opened a single

said calmly, "Jarrod and the

Alexander turned his head.

With Jarrod leading the

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