How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 247

Even though Neural Intelligence had burst onto the scene with impressive force, Elodie and Alexander kept their feet on the ground. They were practical-people needed motivation, after all. It was time to give the VistaLink Technologies team a little boost, something to lift spirits and steady the ship.

So, Alexander reserved a private room at the Nebula Bistro for that evening. He brought along the tech and project departments, intending to share a meal and talk through VistaLink's next steps.

The group arrived at Nebula Bistro in a boisterous wave. As Elodie stepped inside, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen-surprised to see it was Jarrod, sending his first message since she'd gotten his number.

[Are you free the day after tomorrow? I'd like you to come with me to Raleigh's birthday dinner.]

Elodie's brows knit together reflexively.

Her grandmother had mentioned this event, wanting her and Jarrod to attend together. Elodie had assumed Jarrod would find a way to bow out gracefully- hadn't he handled it? If not, just what would they be, turning up "together"? Even before they'd filed for divorce, their marriage had been a well-kept secret. Now it would be even harder to explain.

they supposed to say about

through her thoughts; she'd paused

She shook her head, deciding not to bother with

was already leading the group toward their reserved table. Elodie and Esmeralda trailed upstairs,

as Elodie was

turned and saw Selma standing nearby. At the same moment, Sylvie stepped out of the private room. Gone was her usual

you. Why don't you join us for dinner?" She paused, unable to suppress a smug little laugh, gesturing toward the private room. "We're celebrating-Sylvie's just launched a new company. I wanted

She could hear the smugness in Selma's

exactly rolling in it.

the hostility. Esmeralda's snide comments were for Elodie's sake-after all, Elodie had never received this sort of favor from Jarrod. A little jealousy was only