Chapter 264

Jarrod just watched Elodie in silence, saying nothing more.

His eyes, dark and unreadable, betrayed not the faintest hint of emotion.

There was a chill to him-aloof, almost indifferent.

Elodie had made her point clear and had no intention of lingering. She turned and headed straight for the door.

Passing by Sylvie, she didn't even blink, her gaze fixed forward as she walked right past her without a glance.

Sylvie couldn't help but frown.

She had no idea what Elodie was doing here.

But as she quickly gathered her thoughts, she guessed... Was it because Jarrod had, by some twist of fate, saved Elodie back at the Warwick estate? Had that given Elodie some misguided hope some illusion that there was a chance left to cling to or something that could still be salvaged?

Sylvie found Elodie's self-importance insufferable.

Especially women like her.

Women who kept an ambiguous relationship with Alexander, weighing her options, and now-what? Decided Jarrod was the better bet?

Still, Sylvie kept her thoughts to herself.

didn't bother asking Elodie why she'd come—it would be pointless

to the bed, assuming she had every right to do as she pleased. Without a second thought, she tossed the cheap breakfast

of water. "Here, Jarrod. Have

stared straight

mind to the lonely breakfast lying

her expression unchanged. This was

Of course.

always known it would be like

nothing but an

Elodie spent with him not add up to what Sylvie had in just

something Elodie could

had the day

to discuss the accident at the Warwick estate the day before, and

design varied wildly in quality. The drone itself was one issue, the

hour, dissecting technical aspects

at the

thought about making herself some

as she got up, her

glanced at the screen.

at the caller ID for a few seconds before

"Hi, Grandma."

other end, her grandmother's voice sounded weary. "Sweetheart,

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