How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 290

Alexander's words caught everyone off guard.

The gentle, sincere look on Sylvie's face faded, if only a little.

For a moment, she wondered if she'd misheard him.

But Jarrod, standing to the side, was utterly unmoved. He raised his eyes with a lazy indifference, glanced at Elodie, and the depths of his gaze remained calm, an almost imperceptible hint of a smile tracing his lips.

Elodie, too, showed no reaction. Not a flicker of emotion crossed her face at Alexander's remark.

Jarrod's gaze lingered for a moment, then drifted away, a quiet amusement glinting in his eyes as if he'd thought of something.

Sylvie pressed her lips together, then spoke, her tone composed and unbothered. "Mr. Sterling, I know this is a difficult request for you."

She honestly hadn't expected Alexander to be so unwilling to approach the professor about this, nor for him to come up with such an outlandish excuse.

just to subtly decline

she replied, magnanimous and not the least bit offended, "I'm being perfectly sincere. I'll keep trying

this field. Aside from Alexander-who was one of the rare few with an obvious head start-her own qualifications were near

if Elodie had learned a great deal from Alexander, it still wasn't enough to meet the standards of her thesis. In fact, Elodie

said, unhurried,

smile that never reached his eyes, inwardly

Sylvie guidance on her thesis-if only Sylvie would believe it. But there was no point in trying to convince people determined not to

Just then, Jason arrived.

with Jarrod about some work matters, Jarrod glanced at Elodie, then back at Alexander, giving a

paused for a

Elodie in these situations. She thought the best approach was simply to ignore her-no need to make a show of manners and

get the wrong idea

Her cool, serene expression gave nothing away,

ever the diplomat, chimed in, "Of course. Take