How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 301

Sylvie Fielding's words were measured, her tone neither sharp nor gentle, but the coolness in her eyes was unmistakable. Clearly, she was far from pleased. In fact, she seemed almost-

Well, Elodie Thorne was just plain ill-mannered, in her estimation.

Sylvie couldn't ignore the difference in their social standing. Elodie was several rungs below her, yet here she was, acting like she belonged.

In this crowd, people were supposed to know their place. And Elodie? She didn't seem to have a clue.

Elodie lifted her gaze, meeting Sylvie's eyes.

Her expression was every bit as chilly as Sylvie's, offering no olive branch, no polite facade.

"You don't need to remind me," Elodie replied evenly. "Maybe when you're finally Mrs. Silverstein, Ms. Fielding, you can let everyone know so we can all update your title."

Sylvie's frown deepened.

There was something about Elodie's calm reply-so smooth, yet laced with unmistakable sarcasm-that made Sylvie bristle. Her reaction was too strong, too obvious.

picked up on the tension

was an undercurrent between the two women that

from the best schools, now the apple of Mr. Silverstein's eye. Even

VistaLink Technologies either. The way Mr. Sterling and Ms.

woman, so he hurried forward, eager to smooth things over. "Hey, it's fine. We're not

distant, her expression unreadable. She hadn't even responded before Esmeralda

Fielding, shouldn't you be calling

the group knew the truth-Sylvie was the new woman, no matter how things looked on the surface. Whether or not Elodie's divorce was finalized, Sylvie was still the other woman in

what harm in calling Elodie "big

Esmeralda's gaze

who'd made it an issue, so Esmeralda just took her logic and ran with

knit together; she instantly realized exactly what Esmeralda was

Jarrod Silverstein strode over. Chances were, he'd caught at least the

his dark gaze flicking

a moment to piece together the subtext. He understood the

fully grasp what Esmeralda meant about

lingered on Elodie, whose