How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 245

Elodie had always known the old lady was fond of her cooking.

After simmering the soup to perfection, she sat with the old woman as they ate and chatted for a while. When they finished, the old lady asked Elodie to fetch a gift from the bedroom she and Jarrod used to share.

As Elodie stepped into the living room, she caught sight of Jarrod at the dining table, finishing off a bowl of soup while scrolling through his iPad. He ate with the same polite restraint as always, not a drop spilled.

She was surprised to see him back so soon-especially since he'd just had dinner with Sylvie. And yet, he'd polished off the soup she'd just made.

Hadn't he already eaten with Sylvie?

Sensing her gaze, Jarrod finally looked up, unhurried and cool. "Something wrong?"

He seemed genuinely puzzled by the way she was staring at him.

Elodie frowned, said nothing, and turned away to fetch the gift the old lady had prepared for her.

just as she remembered. Even the small personal items she'd left behind

women's watch.

token of the old woman's affection, and Elodie didn't

bedroom, the door barely open, she heard Jarrod's low voice coming from the end of the hall. "Yeah, there's a lot to manage in

Fielding family? Her mother put in five million, and with Sylvie's equity for her tech contributions, they've got forty percent. I'll set aside another twenty

Elodie froze mid-step, surprised.

had invested that much

if Sylvie brought in her expertise-would mean her shares would have to be professionally evaluated, and she might not end up with much. Selma had clearly thought

after the VistaLink Technologies fiasco was more calculated

as Alex and

his call and turning toward her, his dark eyes quietly studying

against the wall,

the

question him, didn't show curiosity or irritation. Even though she knew Jarrod's help with the Fielding family's new company was a direct move against