How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 228

Elodie glanced at him. "Mr. Haywood."

Haywood offered a quick smile and, taking the opportunity, asked her a question about digital flight control systems.

Elodie considered for a moment, then recommended a book. "You might want to check this out. I think you'll find it useful."

Haywood stared at her in surprise.

That book was an infamously dense academic tome-had Ms. Thorne actually read it cover to cover?

He was about to ask, but just then Sylvie approached. "Mr. Haywood, sorry I didn't greet you earlier-I was tied up."

Haywood turned to her. "Ms. Fielding."

Sylvie had visited The Delacroix Group before, along with Mr. Nilsson and the others, so Haywood recognized her from previous meetings.

Elodie, meanwhile, didn't spare Sylvie a glance. She finished her notes, pen moving steadily across the page.

Sylvie didn't acknowledge Elodie either and just asked Haywood, "Do you know what time Joseph's getting in today?"

Haywood replied, "Mr. Black told me yesterday that Mr. Delacroix should be here before tonight. Did you need something, Ms. Fielding?"

Sylvie smiled lightly, "Yeah, I made dinner plans with Jarrod and the others for tonight. His phone's off, so I assume he's on his way."

Elodie had no interest in their conversation and drifted away with the rest of the group, tuning in to a presentation on new international technologies.

Sylvie watched Elodie leave, then turned thoughtfully to Haywood. "So, what were you talking about with her?"

She hadn't missed the unusually animated look on Haywood's face just a minute ago.

Haywood hesitated, a bit enthusiastic. "I asked Ms. Thorne a couple of questions, and she "

Sylvie cut him off, not bothering to hide her skepticism. "Well, Mr. Haywood, I'll be heading

advice? She didn't

impress her. Sylvie didn't care

attitude, but he didn't dwell on it. He couldn't help but glance after

they had someone like her at

Elodie received a call

pick up some hard- to-find targeted medication for Emile Thorne. It was a lot easier

Elodie agreed right away.

going, then headed down

ran into Jarrod, who

one hand in his pocket, lashes shadowing his eyes,

hurry toward

other end, hung up, and turned

someone

pulled her coat tighter and replied coolly,

lifted an eyebrow, his dark eyes following

and cold-wasting not

there for a moment, lost in thought, until Sylvie

and head back inside. "Yeah, I'm coming up

tried to hail a

how hard it was

waited nearly twenty

just about to ask the front desk for help when a

Haywood mentioning that Joseph would be arriving in Goldspire

at her, his voice gentle.

"I'm heading out anyway. Let me

hesitated. She was already short

the end, she nodded. "Thank you, Mr.