How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 237

Whether it was Elodie or Sylvie, Lucinda treated both women with the same distant courtesy—as if neither was truly familiar to her.

Jarrod caught the subtle shift in Lucinda's expression before responding coolly, "Elodie's always carried herself with dignity. You don't need to worry about her causing a scene."

Only if she were truly pushed to the edge would Elodie ever make trouble. Otherwise, she'd never air her grievances in public.

Lucinda hesitated, but in the end, she seemed to accept his answer.

She fixed her gaze on Jarrod and asked, "Have you made up your mind? Sylvie's education really is impressive. In her field, women are on the rise and there's every chance she could make it all the way to politics. But her family background is rather ordinary—no companies, no family business to speak of."

Lucinda had already looked into it.

Sylvie's mother was an artist; though she'd made a fortune back in the day and probably had several million stashed away, there was no company, no capital to leverage. In their social circles, artists—even successful ones—were a dime a dozen if you cared to cultivate them. Hardly anything special.

Still... Sylvie's credentials as a top-tier graduate and her potential future prospects were nothing to sneeze at. If the Silverstein family wanted to give her a push, it wouldn't be difficult.

But Jarrod didn't seem interested in discussing it further.

simply, "I have my own plans. There's no need for

packing her

already booked their flights-they'd be heading back

for her. She was looking forward to discussing a fresh direction for VistaLink Technologies with Alexander

lighthearted as

group was already waiting by the entrance for their rides. Several companies

and hurried over. "Ms. Thorne, everyone was out grilling in the courtyard last

was Elodie's

in

politely. "Thank

hesitated, then asked, "Would you mind sharing your contact details, Ms. Thorne? I think we'll have more opportunities to connect professionally

refuse. She could tell Haywood was sincere-straightforward, nothing calculated about him. They exchanged

she and Alexander headed off

far away, Joseph had noticed the exchange. He walked over and

you know Ms. Thorne well? What were you two talking

her birthday, so I wished