How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 278

Lucinda couldn't help but wonder-was Elodie implying she hadn't been much of a mother? That she had no right to ask anything of her?

But almost immediately, Lucinda dismissed the thought. Elodie would never dare to think that way.

Without checking if Lucinda understood her meaning, Elodie merely nodded, then turned and walked away.

Lucinda frowned at Elodie's retreating figure. In the past, she would have been pleased with Elodie's polite, distant manner. It meant Elodie knew how to behave.

But now, for some reason, it just felt... insulting.

The next day, Elodie visited the hospital to meet the specialist Elias had recommended-a man named Dr. Latham.

He was not yet forty, an expert who had returned from abroad alongside Elias, and his office was filled with photos of them treating patients all over the world. Clearly, the hospital had spared no expense to bring him back.

After reviewing Emile's case, Dr. Latham said, "We can schedule the surgery. Elias already briefed me. Don't worry, I'll do everything I can."

Elodie thanked him, but her gaze drifted to a framed photograph of Dr. Latham and Elias together. Below Elias's image was an unfamiliar name, spelled out in English.

She couldn't quite make it out.

glance and smiled. "Fergus. That's the name he

up in

track down this expert named Fergus. After all her searching, it turned out to

when she returned to the offices of VistaLink Technologies. Now that she knew Elias was Fergus, hope fluttered in her chest. If he couldn't personally oversee Emile's entire treatment and surgery, perhaps he could work with Dr. Latham to develop a care

barely stepped off the elevator when

office and pressed

this is for you," Esmeralda said, her expression complicated.

an engagement party invitation-from Ivan and Queenie

delivered the invitations in person. Alex and I both got one. The party's this Friday. Remember at the Jett family's charity gala, Ivan said that

and Sylvie had stolen the spotlight at that event, jointly

along a message from Ivan: he hasn't invited a single person from the Harcourt family. If you

go?" Esmeralda knew Ivan well enough to realize he meant it. And knowing

"So everyone who went

so I'm sure the others did too. It's a great networking opportunity-no

thoughtfully and set the invitation

offer her congratulations. Who he ended up with didn't matter to

also attended the charity gala. The Jett and Warwick families did