How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 283

Chapter 283

She picked a number at random.

She had no idea who she'd be paired with.

For a brief moment, the lively chatter around her seemed to pause, just for a couple of seconds, before the room erupted in noise again.

Elodie had the distinct sense that someone was standing in front of her.

The person didn't say a word.

But Elodie caught a faint, familiar scent-cool and crisp-that made her freeze mid-movement.

She hesitated, and as she realized who it probably was, a silent frown creased her brow.

Just then, Jarrod's voice sounded above her. "Lost in thought?"

Elodie couldn't understand why he'd come over, so she replied, "Mr. Silverstein could have refused, you know."

"Come on, it's just for fun. It's Mr. Harcourt's celebration-playing along won't hurt." His tone was unhurried, almost amused.

She couldn't see his face, but there was nothing she could say in response; he had a point.

seem petty-especially

she acted strange now, it would only

in Sylvie's group already knew Elodie

better of him.

answered smoothly, "There's

the one who told Jarrod to go over. Otherwise, Elodie would've been standing there

understanding. That made

hadn't given her blessing herself, he probably wouldn't have agreed

a woman who knows she's

just returned from a phone call, noticed the scene as well. He looked puzzled. "So,

say Elodie

was instantly clear to her that he was someone of distinction, and that he and Naylor were acquainted-he must be

are?" she

finally seemed to notice Sylvie standing

there. I'm Watts,"

just gave a faint, polite smile, not

from plenty of people eager to

why Watts had made such

Naylor didn't

Meanwhile

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