How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 251

Jarrod actually showed up with Sylvie today!

Just like that, he didn't have to bother with Elodie at all. Both of them could keep their promise to Henrietta-showing up together-while staying completely separate.

Alexander shot Elodie a dark look, his voice edged with frustration. "So from the start, when he said all you had to do was attend, he'd already decided to bring Sylvie along. If I hadn't been invited to come with you, you would've been here all alone. If anyone asked, you wouldn't even be able to say who you were with, or which family you were representing."

Everyone at the event was somebody of importance, the faces of prominent families and corporations.

And Jarrod's date? Sylvie.

With the divorce agreement hanging over her head, Elodie would be left out to dry, unable to explain herself-forced to watch Jarrod stand proudly with Sylvie, while everyone fawned over them.

Elodie pressed her lips together, shooting another glance in Jarrod's direction. A

chill settled in her eyes.

Alexander wasn't wrong.

been invited, no matter how Jarrod tried to explain things to his grandmother, she wouldn't have come with him. There was never a

he'd bring Sylvie as his date. He hadn't spared a thought for how she might look,

of things under wraps, his grandmother would never

her glare was a little too frosty, because Jarrod finally looked up and met her eyes—just for a second—before

amused glance in

was here

*

began ushering

the ballroom. Before the formal dinner, there

and

instead exchanging pleasantries from time to time with the

Alexander by her side, she

her, paused in thought. He hadn't expected Elodie to be here tonight; he'd already arranged for her to meet Elias Warwick privately, but now she had turned up at the party as well. Pulling out his phone, he texted Elias:

his duties, Naylor made his way over to Jarrod and

about to launch her own