How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 250

Elodie couldn't have cared less.

That was his problem.

After all, this birthday gala was a grand affair—an important social event that reflected the company's image and was vital for networking.

Esmeralda accompanied Elodie to pick out an evening gown suitable for the occasion, stylish enough to make an impression. Together, they also chose a well- considered birthday gift for Raleigh.

On the afternoon of the eighteenth, Alexander picked Elodie up, and they drove together to the Warwick family estate.

In the hours leading up to the event, Elodie hadn't received a single message or reminder from Jarrod.

Neither she nor Alexander brought up how they planned to handle the party-they simply fell into a tacit silence, each keeping their own counsel.

The Warwick family lived in a sprawling manor surrounded by meticulously landscaped gardens. Even at the gate, it was clear this was a gathering for the city's elite: luxury cars lined the driveway, and the front steps buzzed with well- dressed guests.

Tonight, Elodie wore a deep green silk gown that hugged her slender figure, her wrist adorned with a vintage gemstone watch that matched her dress. Her hair was swept into a graceful low chignon, lending an air of poised elegance.

grand entrance, heads turned. Whispers spread as people

and he'd come to help with the preparations. He

by her beauty-tall and willowy, she wore the gown with an effortless grace, her calm composure making her stand out even more. She looked every bit the part, polished but never

pressed his lips together. He'd always known Elodie was striking, but

approached Alexander. "Mr. Sterling, I apologize for not greeting you at

nodded, keeping things cordial. "I thought I'd see Mr. Warwick-has he

quietly by Alexander's side,

frowned before responding, "My brother is tending to other matters-there are quite a few guests tonight. I

then." Alexander didn't linger, motioning for Elodie

nodded, completely ignoring Naylor from start

noticed her coldness, watching her retreating figure with a stiff, almost troubled

not even have the decency for basic manners? No wonder Mr.

arriving," someone called, snapping Naylor out of

quickly returning to normal. "Who

Elodie and Alexander mingled among a few familiar

"I don't see Jarrod. He hasn't reached