How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 302

As for Esmeralda's offhand "boss's wife" comment, Elodie couldn't help but appreciate Jarrod's foresight in that divorce agreement-keeping their marriage a secret had really paid off in moments like this.

"She's acting like that probably because VistaLink Technologies pulled a fast one on Neural Intelligence," Elodie said, her tone even and unruffled.

After all, she was the one who had the right to feel aggrieved from the start.

Alexander glanced over at Jarrod and noticed Sylvie clinging to his arm, the tension apparently dissolved, her profile lit up with a bright, unmistakable smile.

"Jarrod probably thought you were messing with his precious Sylvie on purpose just now," Alexander said with a smirk. "He looked like he was about to go on the defensive."

Elodie had already noticed the scene on the other side of the room. Sylvie and Maurice were laughing and chatting again as if nothing had happened.

She withdrew her gaze, her voice indifferent. "That's his business. If he wants to confront me over Sylvie, let him. Or he can stew in his own misconceptions. Either way, it has nothing to do with me."

Alexander raised his thumb in silent admiration.

The celebration dinner continued as planned.

and the big screen flickered to life with a slideshow, detailing the project's journey so

he said. "Even my dad's heard about it, and he doesn't hand out

He'd known for a while

excellent. And Mr. Sterling's reputation speaks for

she hadn't been replaced at the last minute, Neural Intelligence might never

it out for you,

were Elodie, faced with such a formidable rival, he probably

but replied coolly, "It doesn't matter. Neural Intelligence will have more great

kind of confidence that

to the stage to share

Jarrod glanced sideways.

up

instinctively turned

But then...

Elodie rising from her seat and walking to the

froze, then stared