How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 300

Elodie lowered her gaze and took a sip of her sparkling water, looking for all the world as if she were merely listening to some stranger's romantic anecdotes.

Esmeralda, upon hearing the truth, let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Mr. Silverstein really is quite the gentleman, isn't he? Getting everyone to play along for just one person."

Jason, missing the barbed undertone, assumed she was joking. Grinning, he chimed in, "Mr. Silverstein does take good care of Ms. Fielding. Don't mind us— after all, drinking isn't exactly healthy. It's just for tonight, no harm done."

He continued, "Ms. Fielding is a busy woman. There's a lot going on at Neural Intelligence, and even though Nexus Analytics is running its own independent project, she still finds the time to lend us technical support. She's talented and ambitious—no wonder she's worn herself out. Naturally, Mr. Silverstein is just concerned about her."

Alexander's smile was polite but didn't reach his eyes. "With all this public affection, I wonder why Mr. Silverstein and Ms. Fielding haven't tied the knot yet?"

Jason laughed, "When I worked with Ms. Fielding, she mentioned she wants to focus on her career and personal growth for now. I'd bet, when she's ready for marriage, Mr. Silverstein will be waiting with open arms."

Elodie listened, detached, as if none of this concerned her. There wasn't the slightest flicker of emotion on her face.

in abruptly, steering the

"Oh, right. Mr. Silverstein's idea was for Nexus Analytics to support Neural Intelligence and help us clinch the bid. But in terms of

Technologies was only contributing to the most basic aspects of Neural Intelligence's tech

never intended for Nexus Analytics to really assist from the start. Bringing them in was just

wasn't going to grant

finalized the division of responsibilities with Ms. Fielding?" Jason asked, seizing the

coolly, "More or

team these days. If both sides collaborate and bring their strengths to the table, the project will be

almost amused shake of his

confused. "What do you

was setting up Neural Intelligence for failure. She just said blandly, "Ms. Fielding's been under the weather lately. We're just

humor could be lethal.