How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 227

There was no hint of pretense in Alexander's expression; he asked his question as if it had simply followed from the conversation.

Sylvie frowned slightly, masking her reaction. She couldn't understand why Alexander always seemed so protective of Elodie, unwilling to hear even the smallest criticism of her. Now, he'd gone so far as to turn the criticism back on her and Jarrod.

What ulterior motives?

Naylor glanced at the pair-Sylvie and Jarrod seemed so close, it was obvious they were headed for marriage.

Alexander's tone was perfectly genuine. "Mr. Silverstein, have you two set a date yet? I imagine your family must be quite pleased with Ms. Fielding?"

Elodie stayed silent.

She knew exactly what Alexander was doing: he couldn't stand to see her mistreated and was determined to return the favor. After all, Henrietta only acknowledged her as Jarrod's wife now; otherwise, Jarrod would never have insisted on such a draconian divorce agreement.

Alexander feigned surprise. "You haven't introduced her to your family yet? What's the holdup?"

Even Naylor looked surprised. In his eyes, Sylvie was outstanding, and their relationship seemed stable-surely meeting the parents and making things official was only a matter of time.

Sylvie glanced up at Jarrod, lips pressed together, saying nothing.

he gave a small, polite smile. "That's

clearly had no intention of

to bounce right off him-Jarrod was

he could tell: Jarrod was still protecting Sylvie's reputation, making sure no one

introduce Sylvie to the Silversteins. That was his choice, and none of her

Alexander. "You two go ahead-I'm heading up to my

greetings. It was their first day in Goldspire, just time for introductions; the real work

not bothering with the rest of

to catch up with Elodie for another conversation, but she was already gone. He felt a pang of disappointment. He'd had

didn't waste any time. She and Alexander would be in Goldspire for three days, so

idea when the gathering

facility

they stepped out of the car, she spotted Jarrod getting out of another vehicle. He opened the door for Sylvie with effortless chivalry. Sylvie stepped out, laughing at something he said, and Jarrod bent down to listen as she whispered in his

her gaze straight ahead and

in drone technology, autonomous vehicles, and military aircraft—there were experts on hand to explain everything, and visitors could get up close, even participate in live demonstrations and flight tests. Charlie, the lead engineer, guided

engineers launched into a

obvious she was no amateur. She

there's always