How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 256

Elias strolled over, giving Naylor a quick once-over, a flicker of amusement curling at the corners of his mouth. "Since when do you enjoy arguing with women?" he teased.

Naylor bristled, clearly annoyed. "Arguing? Is that what you call it? You saw it yourself—she's impossible! She messes up and then acts like it's everyone else's

fault."

Elias arched an elegant brow. "You two seem pretty close?"

Naylor fell silent, caught off guard by the question.

He paused, considering it.

Maybe... not really.

Still, he scowled. "That's not the point. What matters is, I caught her trying to play the other woman. She looks like a decent person-so why does she have such questionable morals?"

Elias stopped, his tone light, almost playful. "Whether it's true or not, that's still someone else's business. What's it got to do with you? Why are you so worked up?"

Naylor's words died in his throat.

He hadn't even thought of that. His brow furrowed as the realization sank in.

Elias clapped him on the shoulder. "Come on, we should get inside. Uncle Warwick's probably about to arrive."

Only then did Naylor's scowl deepen.

would be at the

woman-if his dad had

Mansion, dusk was settling in and the garden lights were flickering

from the crowd, weaving his way over to her. "The general's just

glanced in

the man had entered discreetly, the other guests greeted

was-the same leader who

figure, no

took her by the arm. "Come on, let's go

just finished wishing Raleigh Warwick a happy birthday when he caught sight of Alexander

glimmer of a smile softened Klein's sharp gaze. "Alexander, your father

at the lab, he can't get away. He sent me in his place

booming laugh echoed in the foyer. "No matter, no matter. It's good to

quietly by Alexander's

Then, suddenly-

eyes landed on her, and he looked genuinely surprised. "And who's

spoke with genuine pride. "This is Elodie. She's one of our top talents at VistaLink

attention of

eyebrows raised. "Is Mr. Sterling really introducing Elodie

high praise, no

furrowed. She realized she'd underestimated just how much Alexander

their

for her—give her a bit of polish,