How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 325

Elodie had barely had a moment to breathe these past two days.

She'd received a last-minute notice from the academic board: she'd been invited directly to the interview stage. Suddenly, she needed to throw herself back into her studies and review everything as quickly as possible.

Even though she was confident, Elodie wasn't about to get careless. She made herself go over all the essential material again in her spare time-after all, she'd been away from academia for years. Nobody succeeds without effort.

This interview slot had been opened especially for her. She owed it to her mentor not to let him down.

If she was going to do this at all, she'd do it to the very best of her ability.

Friday.

Elodie sat in a packed conference room alongside Alexander and dozens of engineers from the tech department, hashing out dense rounds of meetings.

They debated proposals for the flight control system, propulsion, navigation— every major system was on the table.

Just after noon, Mr. Ableson from the renewable energy division arrived.

Aside from the major government contract, Elodie had another project quietly in the works.

She discussed the concept with Mr. Ableson, whose interest and enthusiasm were obvious.

Once they'd wrapped up, Alexander offered politely, "Mr. Ableson, have you had lunch yet? If you don't mind, would you like to try VistaLink Technologies' cafeteria?"

Mr. Ableson waved him off with a friendly grin. "Actually, I'm just running an errand nearby. Maybe next time. I'm sure there'll be plenty more chances."

"At least let us see you

Mr. Ableson shook his head. "No need, really. I'm just headed across

up but

window at a modern art building across the road. "Right there. I've been invited

their vantage, they could see crowds milling in and out, luxury cars pulling up to the entrance, the place bustling

over there?" Alexander's curiosity

even a touch amused. "President Fielding's mother is hosting an art show. Apparently, she's made a name for herself overseas-this is her first exhibition

the glass, watching the scene with

knows how to draw a crowd, doesn't

Ms. Fielding and Mrs. Haywood, to be honest. Back in Eldermere, they're known but not exactly top-tier. The real

it, Mrs. Haywood's only offering ten paintings for

charity, all transparent. That's how you cement your

have that lunch soon and talk more. I should

Mr. Ableson

long after, several invitations were delivered

art show across

Elodie glanced at them.

VistaLink Technologies. The

her family, yet it had

building right across

flooding in and out, as high-profile as

was this

bothered to deliver