How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 232

Naylor realized he might have crossed a line with his questions. He quickly changed the subject. "So, is there anything new on the training schedule at headquarters today?"

Sylvie finally responded, "Yes. After we get back tonight, I'll meet with the professor as well. We'll go over the key flight systems for this project. If we can come up with a fresh approach, that would be ideal."

Naylor fell silent, his mind drifting back to a particular detail he'd spotted in Elodie's report earlier. He stole a glance at Sylvie's gentle profile before asking, "So, Ms. Fielding... have you had any ideas yet?"

Later, after meeting up with Alexander-

He checked his watch and handed Elodie a milkshake he'd picked up just for her. "Our birthday girl! It's your big day-any plans? After we're done here, let me take you out for dinner?"

He always remembered Elodie's birthday. A few years back, the day she officially completed the U.N2 project at the institute had also been her birthday. He could still recall the old professor laying into him that day, ranting about how Alexander had been alive four years longer than Elodie and yet still couldn't measure up to her. That memory remained vivid as ever.

Elodie laughed, eyes bright with amusement. "Did you forget? The professor asked us to see him tonight. No dinner."

"That old man-honestly. And you still want him

into her bag, her smile

stopped mattering much to

paused, frowning. "Does Jarrod even know

neutral. "We're divorced.

That first year, she'd come all the way to the house to celebrate

assistant, who'd send something on holidays or birthdays. Jarrod himself never bothered; his staff took care of everything and didn't see any need to mention it to him. Alexander snorted. "We'll

for Jarrod? Who

headquarters, she could feel her

place. When she emerged, she saw a

genuinely touched and

immediately, the older woman responded, "Is Jarrod with you? He's celebrating

by now unfazed, replied, "Yes, he