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

between the two women that was hard to put

back from the best schools, now the apple of Mr. Silverstein's eye. Even if she didn't show it, you could sense the pride in her

Jason suspected she wasn't exactly a nobody at VistaLink Technologies either. The way Mr. Sterling and Ms.

hurried forward, eager to smooth things over. "Hey, it's fine. We're not at the office tonight let's just relax and not stand on

even responded before

Ms. Fielding, shouldn't you be calling Elodie

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

calling Elodie "big sister"

Esmeralda's gaze was impossible to

was the one who'd made it an issue, so

she instantly

speaking, Jarrod Silverstein strode over. Chances were, he'd

for a beat, his dark gaze flicking to

only a moment to piece together the subtext. He

he didn't fully grasp what Esmeralda meant about Sylvie calling

but his eyes lingered on Elodie, whose cool detachment