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

seem to notice or care. He simply removed the glass from her grasp and

Elodie frowned slightly.

didn't know what to

wasn't

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

go of the

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

picked up his own drink and walked away, as if he'd only intervened out of

the glass of juice, but

Meanwhile―

Charlie Sterling strode purposefully

the real

the crowd and came over to Elodie. “Come on," he said, "let's go chat

he was concerned, Elodie just needed to review the relevant material

had stopped accepting graduate students after Elodie turned down her spot in his program. For three years, he'd

soon as Alexander finished speaking, Elodie said calmly, "Jarrod and the others are already over

Alexander turned his head.

Charlie Sterling, with Sylvie at his side. With Jarrod leading the way, the others held back, giving them the space to make their

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