How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 225

Alexander couldn't hide the shift in his expression as he took in the situation.

He'd assumed Jarrod brought Sylvie along just to consult on some technical matters, at most-never imagining Jarrod had his sights set on the old professor's coveted graduate slot.

He instinctively glanced at Elodie.

That spot had always been reserved for her.

Yet here was Jarrod, ever resourceful, swooping in at the last minute to snatch it away.

Elodie had already forced herself to calm down, her eyes cool and steady as she regarded the pair before her.

With a subtle tug on Alexander's sleeve, she signaled for him to keep his composure.

Sylvie glanced up at Jarrod's profile, then turned to address Professor Charlie Sterling with earnestness. "I know the admissions policies back home are different, but I've studied extensively at the Pinecrest Institute of Technology and have solid project experience. You're a pioneer in the field, and my dream is to use technology for the greater good. I hope you'll consider me."

Though she'd done advanced research abroad, Professor Sterling was a giant in her home country. If he took her on, the prestige would far surpass anything she had now.

Charlie regarded Sylvie thoughtfully.

he recognized the young woman-because of her, the Sterling Research Center had just received a $20 million grant from The Silverstein

But-

a flicker

is it?" Charlie's tone remained unchanged, his severe expression betraying nothing, his words even bordering on caustic. "Every year, the best and brightest line up for a shot at my graduate program. Exceptional talent and relentless work ethic

Ms. Fielding, which of your qualities

like a routine question, but it made Sylvie's expression tighten,

was well aware of her academic background and the projects she'd participated in at Verdania.

the hint of

clear that knowing the right people

at Elodie,

of schadenfreude and

just finished exchanging pleasantries when he overheard Sylvie's request-and caught Elodie's little smile

He frowned instantly.

Sylvie wanted, she could ace the entrance exam and take that spot. But Elodie? She had nothing to offer-what business

sincere. "I understand. I just hope you'll give me

back and replied coldly, "I don't accept applications. The standardized exam is the fairest measure. Ms. Fielding, there are thousands of students