How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 312

To Sylvie, the scene unfolding before her was almost unbelievable.

Klein didn't hesitate for even a second-his intention was clear as he strode purposefully toward Elodie.

A man of Klein's stature never goes out of his way to show deference to others. Normally, people would be lining up for the honor of being acknowledged by him, hoping for even a moment in his presence.

But this time, Klein was the one introducing himself to Elodie.

Sylvie felt a sudden, inexplicable sinking in her chest.

By all rights, if someone like Elodie was faced with such a rare opportunity, she'd be the one making the effort, eager to cultivate the connection. Yet now, the roles had reversed.

Sylvie's brow furrowed deeply. She couldn't make sense of it for the moment.

Just then, Jarrod finished his phone call and walked over.

His dark, thoughtful eyes also took in the scene unfolding nearby.

Klein seemed to be in a very good mood as he approached Elodie and offered his hand with surprising warmth.

Elodie met him with calm composure, her expression polite and unassuming as she shook his hand.

gaze away. She looked up at Jarrod and said, "Jarrod, Mr. Whitaker

no mention of

bother bringing

the gathering, his

frowned slightly, then added, "Doesn't it seem a little odd to

Jarrod could answer, Alexander could be seen making his

to fall into place the

introduce Elodie to the higher-ups, of course Klein would oblige him. It

herself a small, tight smile and refrained from

conversed effortlessly with Klein. She was poised, her eyes warm yet reserved, her smile subtle-gracious, but always maintaining a

of Klein's

times before, and rarely had he seen the man act so

a moment, Jarrod drew his gaze away, his lashes lowering as he arched

this was the first time

his admiration. "Ms. Thorne, you're truly remarkable. Charlie has been

was almost an

a top

"You only see talent like this once

developed at just twenty years old. It was already being deployed in real combat