How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 277

"Mr. Silverstein really is willing to risk life and limb for a beautiful woman, isn't he?" Alexander's tone dripped with sarcasm, his lips quirking in a mockery of a smile.

Why hadn't that drone finished him off the other day?

Mr. Hay chuckled, rubbing his belly. "Mr. Silverstein's putting together an elite team for Neural Intelligence. With him at the helm, who wouldn't want in? Ms. Fielding... talk about lucky!"

That finally drew the faintest reaction from Elodie-she lifted her eyes.

Even Alexander frowned at that so-called "luck," his expression clouding with silent contempt and worry as he glanced at Elodie.

Sylvie's so-called good fortune was nothing more than feasting on what Elodie had bled for.

That's what everyone believed. The narrative played out like a silent insult to Elodie-a love story fit for the tabloids, all at her expense.

Elodie, however, barely reacted.

Yesterday, she'd called Jarrod; he'd been in the hospital. By that same night, he was off on a business trip with Sylvie.

So when Jarrod said, "If you're free, come by," he must have known she wouldn't. Or maybe, even if she did show up, he was perfectly content to leave her hanging while he ran off with Sylvie. It made no difference to him.

mattered. What did was the sheer scale of Jarrod's

talent from VistaLink Technologies, he'd gone straight to the country's top tech expo to recruit

home and abroad; he would never be short of talent. Yet he still went

was calculated-nothing accidental

them off at the lobby and

know what Jarrod's heart is made of. After three years together, he walks out of the marriage without a scratch. No pain, no care-just takes Sylvie on a 'business trip' as soon

while he was still recovering from his injuries, Jarrod made sure Sylvie

hand, had

said, cutting off the subject before it could go further. "Let's get something to

launch of Neural Intelligence turned out to be, what

understood better

ruffled her hair in

ate lunch at a nearby

Alexander went to fetch the car, and Elodie waited outside. She

past without

no intention of

and stopped, turning back to look

up, meeting her