How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 243

Elodie finally withdrew her gaze, her expression calm once more. "Let's not think about it anymore."

Alexander glanced at her, puzzled. "Why not?"

"This building's deed is in Jarrod's name."

At that, a flicker of irritation crossed Alexander's face. "Capitalism at its finest."

Across from them, Mr. Ableson had clearly picked up on their conversation about the office building. His expression shifted, a hint of intrigue in his eyes. “You two don't know, do you?"

Elodie looked up, eyebrow arched.

Mr. Ableson nodded toward the glass tower across the street. "A new company's moving in over there."

He elaborated, "You've heard of Sylvie, right? The one who's been in the tabloids for dating Mr. Silverstein from The Silverstein Group? She didn't join that firm- instead, she's opening her own drone company. That entire building is her official address. News just broke today. The company's called Neural Intelligence."

Alexander's face changed instantly.

Sylvie hadn't joined The Silverstein Group? She was going solo?

Elodie's brows knitted together. "When did this happen?"

"News went public this morning," Mr. Ableson replied, "though they're still in the setup phase. Papers say it's registered already. But look at that building-seven full floors. That's not small potatoes."

in fact. It was

a company of that scale took layers of approvals—and just the funding

have that kind of capital on her

hush fell

was

new company was moving in

said to Keith on the phone last

last night, had Jarrod been helping Sylvie set up

The Silverstein Group, personally ensuring her rise

Sylvie would launch her own

Judging by the scale, this new company was no small

If he was right...

eyes open," Mr. Ableson said quietly. "That company's size alone puts it in direct competition with VistaLink Technologies. And

what

at the moment, but if Neural Intelligence's strategy took

suspicion flickering in

Sylvie's sudden move a reaction to being kicked off the Nexus Analytics project?

way of making sure no one else could decide Sylvie's fate,

Elodie's brows as

happened with Sylvie. She'd even wondered if his silence was a