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.

of her, the Sterling Research Center had just received

But-

a flicker of something complicated passing through his

bordering on caustic. "Every year, the best and brightest line up for a shot at my graduate

want to be my student, Ms. Fielding, which of your qualities do you believe

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

was well aware of her academic background and the projects she'd participated

help the hint of a

clear that knowing the right

at

Alexander's glimmer of schadenfreude and shook her head,

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

He frowned instantly.

have to mock Sylvie? If Sylvie wanted, she could ace the entrance exam and take that spot. But Elodie? She

quickly regained her composure, her tone still sincere. "I understand. I just hope you'll give me an

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