How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 279

He turned and looked after Elodie as she walked away.

The man beside him frowned in confusion. "What is it, Mr. Aldridge?"

Up on the top deck, the engagement party was in full swing, glasses clinking and laughter echoing through the air.

It was the engagement of Mr. Harcourt, the CEO of TerraGreen Solutions-a grand affair, attended by a sizable crowd.

The atmosphere was already buzzing.

Elodie spotted Ivan across the room. Even on his engagement day, he looked utterly relaxed-one hand in his pocket, his expression brooding yet nonchalant. In contrast, Queenie by his side was all radiant excitement.

For some reason, Ivan glanced her way almost instantly.

In that moment, his gaze locked onto hers, a look both intense and challenging.

He flashed a smile-wry, a little mocking, and thoroughly unapologetic.

Elodie pretended not to notice, turning away, intent on finding Elias to see if he had arrived yet.

That's when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Jarrod.

He was standing nearby, Sylvie at his side in an elegant gown, surrounded by a small circle of guests.

She wasn't sure when they'd arrived.

Maybe it was her imagination, but Jarrod seemed to lift his lashes and glance at her—cool, distant, almost unrecognizable.

looked every inch the

Sylvie and Queenie were close

mind and slipped away toward Alexander and his

quite a few faces

rounds, adding half the room's worth

had just finished exchanging pleasantries with an acquaintance. “Don't bother looking-Mr. Warwick didn't show, but Naylor and his crew are all

ex-husband and your oh-so-ambitious sister are deep in conversation. You'd

was out poaching talent under the guise of 'networking'; running into them at these events was

Alexander was being downright polite by not saying something

"

had no interest in looking

her last conversation with Naylor a definitive end to any

on, even a polite façade

since she was here, she might as well

Elodie

birthday dinner, he'd grown increasingly

understand it—what right did Elodie have to act so superior with him? As if she was

her a glare as he took a swig of

engagement party itself was quite unconventional-a fresh concept, almost

the evening kicked

was in his

tonight. We're so happy to be celebrating our engagement with all of you. I hope everyone here finds something special tonight-feel free to invite anyone who catches your eye out

the stage, choosing instead to sink into the

intention of