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.

her expression

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

Elodie frowned slightly.

she didn't know what

wrong-her intolerance wasn't severe, but it

after three years of marriage, even someone as emotionally distant as

go of the

glanced at Elodie, saw she had no intention of striking up a conversation, and instead handed her a juice from

picked up his own drink and walked away,

the glass of juice, but felt

Meanwhile―

Charlie Sterling strode purposefully into the

the real highlight of the

to Elodie. “Come on," he said, "let's go chat with the old man about your latest

just needed to review

Sterling had stopped accepting graduate students after Elodie turned down her spot in his program. For three years, he'd taken on no one. Now, with Elodie ready to try again, Sterling

Elodie said calmly, "Jarrod and the

Alexander turned his head.

Charlie Sterling, with Sylvie at his side. With Jarrod leading the way, the others held back,

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