How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 286

Naylor's comment landed out of nowhere, catching everyone off guard.

Even Sylvie couldn't help but glance over.

She instinctively shot a look at Jarrod, but he seemed completely unfazed, as if the conversation had nothing to do with him. "Mr. Whitaker is free to ask Ms. Thorne herself," he replied coolly.

Naylor just raised his glass with a laugh. "Oh, Mr. Silverstein, you're joking. We've barely spoken two words to each other."

Jarrod didn't bother to respond.

He clinked glasses with Naylor with a kind of effortless poise, making it clear he had no interest in discussing anything related to Elodie.

Sylvie arched an eyebrow, a knowing smile tugging at her lips-just as she'd expected.

Meanwhile, Ivan had just heard that Elodie had left.

He stood in place for a moment, stunned, then fished out a cigarette. "Got it," he muttered.

He gazed out at the dark, endless stretch of ocean, smoke curling from his lips as silence settled in. Five or six cigarette butts soon littered the deck around his feet.

Elodie really was something else.

She'd made it through the entire night without exchanging a single word with him.

Not a hint of complaint about his engagement.

No scenes, no drama-nothing at all.

He had no idea how long he'd been standing there when someone finally came to fetch him. Apparently Queenie was looking for him.

Ivan stubbed out his last cigarette with the toe of his shoe, his face icy as he headed back to the main deck.

Watts arrived upstairs just in time to realize Elodie was already gone.

He asked a server about her, only to find out she'd left earlier.

Leaning against the railing, phone in hand, he wasn't too bothered. They hadn't exchanged numbers, hadn't even properly introduced themselves, but if fate wanted, opportunities would come again.

His gaze drifted to where Alexander was chatting with someone nearby. A plan formed.

walked over and greeted

but thanks to Watts's earlier friendliness toward Elodie, Alexander's

glasses with him. "I've long heard of VistaLink Technologies's Mr. Sterling and your impressive reputation. Glad

an eyebrow. "Of

each other on LinkedIn, Watts was just about to ask if Alexander could introduce him

Naylor and the others

sight of Watts

Jarrod glanced at Watts.

him

ease, he said, “Actually, I was just about to ask Mr.

who Watts was,

nodded coolly.

smooth, diplomatic move, paused thoughtfully, her gaze lingering on his face. She was already forming a quiet suspicion

she took out her

ferried back to the nearest harbor on a small tender

take her back into

next day, Elodie arrived at VistaLink Technologies for work and immediately spotted

round at the end of the party, met a bunch of industry

miserable she looked, made her a

the night on the yacht. Lucky you left

chuckled and gestured toward the honey water. "Want

a cup, then tossed his phone to Esmeralda. "I can barely look at a screen

herself

she absentmindedly started

frowning. "Wait-Sylvie and Jarrod shared a room

Elodie glanced up.

screen for her to see. "Sylvie posted

of the suite's window view. Reflected in

on the couch

drink at midnight with someone who makes you feel at ease.

two

woman. Alone in a room.

weren't even bothering to hide

she'd seen Sylvie openly acknowledge

time already!" Esmeralda scoffed. "You think Henrietta