How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 326

Was this art exhibit planned in advance, or was it just a petty form of payback after she'd "threatened" his beloved the last time? Maybe this was his way of returning the favor, making sure she felt just as unsettled.

Elodie tore the invitation in half without a second thought.

She tossed the pieces into the trash.

"Alex, let's focus on the system programming first." She wasn't about to waste any more mental energy on this. There was no sense in agonizing over things she couldn't change or control-she'd only end up frustrated and exhausted for nothing.

She'd considered stripping Selma of her golden artist reputation once.

But even that single attempt had been swiftly shut down by Jarrod's heavy- handed interference.

Alexander shot her a worried glance. Even as a bystander, he could feel the injustice simmering beneath the surface.

Elodie didn't spare the window another look.

She bowed her head and quietly resumed her work.

She had no intention of letting anything—or anyone-distract her from what needed to be done.

Night settled in, the dusky sky fading to indigo.

a long afternoon of coding the flight control system, Elodie reviewed her

still see the glow of the art building across the street, its windows alive with light

kept her

fetch her car. Esmeralda offered to drive,

down at her phone, sending Rosemary a

sharp honk

looked up just as a crowd spilled

of

at the

and Maurice Grady were there as well,

would have it, Jarrod's eyes landed on her-she was close enough that he couldn't miss

"I'd heard Charlie Sterling would be here tonight. Did

practiced smile. "He couldn't come. With his academic responsibilities, his schedule is packed-I didn't want to trouble him. I am, however, preparing for

looked every inch the dignified society matron. Even the shadows of her illness couldn't dim the glow of triumph on her face. "Sylvie's always been brilliant," she beamed. "Mr. Sterling holds her in high regard. But she's so modest-no matter how confident she is,

surprised. “I've heard Mr. Sterling hasn't taken on new graduate students in years. Is he

"It's possible. Ms. Fielding already finished her graduate studies abroad-talent like hers doesn't go unnoticed." Hearing all this, Elodie couldn't help but

also noticed her standing a

VistaLink Technologies tonight, but not a single person showed

gaze flickered over to the slender, upright figure