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

or care. He simply removed the glass from her grasp

Elodie frowned slightly.

didn't know what

intolerance wasn't severe,

but then again, after three years of marriage, even someone as emotionally distant as Jarrod would have picked up on certain

go of

over for a drink himself. He glanced at Elodie, saw she had no intention of striking up

walked away, as if he'd only intervened out

glass of juice, but

Meanwhile―

Charlie Sterling strode purposefully

real

from the crowd and came over to Elodie. “Come on," he said,

just needed to review the relevant material and she'd

down her spot in his program. For three years, he'd taken on no one. Now, with Elodie ready to try again, Sterling had suddenly opened a single

speaking, Elodie said calmly,

Alexander turned his head.

with Sylvie at his side. With Jarrod leading the way,

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