How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 226

He didn't bother to explain. Without another word, he turned and strode deeper into the house.

As he passed Elodie, he shot her a dissatisfied frown-an expression tinged with both regret and pain. Giving up your education to marry, only to be let down so thoroughly in the end! And now, right in front of her, he lavished all his care and attention on some other woman, as if those three precious years of her youth had been wasted for nothing.

Elodie shrank back a little, guilt flickering across her face.

Naylor didn't miss the look Charlie gave Elodie, a look that was unmistakably... disdainful. He had half-expected it, so he merely curled his lips in a knowing smirk. As Charlie disappeared into the parlor, Naylor joined the rest of the group.

Predictably, everyone turned their curious gaze to Alexander. "Mr. Sterling, do you know what's really going on? Does the professor actually have someone in mind? Come on, give us a hint."

If there truly was some prodigy who'd caught the professor's eye, they wanted an early introduction; recruiting talent for their own company would be the best outcome.

as well. She was genuinely curious- what kind

eyebrow, the hint of a mysterious smile playing at his lips. "All in good time. You'll find out soon enough," he

intention of saying more. For one, the upcoming exam hadn't even been scheduled yet; there was no need to make a fuss. For another, if he mentioned Elodie now, he doubted any of them would react positively. Better to wait until everything was settled-results spoke louder

could sense Alexander's

too concerned. He glanced at the pensive Sylvie and handed her a glass of wine, his tone casual. "Take it easy.

towering figure at the top of his field, was bound to be demanding-maybe even harsh. But next time, she'd prove

sees what you're capable of, you'll be fine. Your credentials and ability speak for

a faint,

meanwhile, had no intention of joining their conversation. She checked the time, contemplating whether she should just head home and get back to her reading. She was about to mention this to Alexander when, out of the blue,

head, her gaze cool as she met Naylor's blandly inquisitive look. He made it

looked away, as if it

picked up on the