How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 331

It wasn't surprising they thought that way-the gates of the Sterling family estate

were shut tight, leaving Elodie stranded outside, her face etched with disappointment and worry. The reason was obvious to anyone watching.

That was something new.

"Didn't see Mr. Sterling either," Sylvie remarked, leaning back in her seat and turning away from the window. There was a hint of cheerfulness in her tone, as if the misfortune amused her.

Even Alexander can't fix this one, can he?

Maurice clicked his tongue. "If Elodie can't even get through the front door, Mr. Sterling must be pretty unhappy with her. And if she's still hoping to pull some strings, he'll probably toss her out even harder."

He was genuinely puzzled.

Why on earth had Elodie impulsively declared, in front of everyone, that she'd apply for Dr. Sterling's graduate program?

Now she was stuck-neither able to advance nor retreat.

Sylvie's lips curved in a detached smile. “Who knows?"

But for all her nonchalance, she knew Maurice had a point.

Elodie couldn't even set foot on Sterling property. Mr. Sterling had never thought much of her academic abilities.

Elodie had simply spent too much time around Alexander, and somewhere along the way, she'd started to believe she was good enough.

Now she was chasing a pipe dream, thinking she could become Dr. Sterling's graduate student.

To anyone truly dedicated to academic research, Elodie's half-hearted attitude was deeply irritating.

Maurice glanced over at Jarrod. "Looks like she's hit a wall. Should we be charitable and give her a lift?"

Jarrod didn't even look up from his laptop, his eyes fixed on the screen, showing no interest in the Sterling estate as they drove past.

tone was cold. "You want to get out

had no intention of

but laugh at Jarrod's

you. She's already been embarrassed enough. If we show up now, won't that just make her feel worse?"

tongue. "You always

stopped by

her art exhibition. She was so worried about her health that even when nothing seemed wrong, she'd have the nurses run extra checks, just in

lingered on her mind was Elodie's talk of

you think she's up to? Has she got something else

on the sofa, her expression cool and proud. “I saw her get turned away

With so many people watching, she wanted to put on a show. Alexander might get swept up by her

never seen Elodie as a threat. Elodie didn't even qualify as a real

Still.

glanced over at Selma.

ancient history. Winifred's been gone for years. You think she'll rise

comment, and let

important. If it went well, not only would they recoup every cent invested in Neural Intelligence, they'd

family? They'd been

all they could do was

on

on extra work themselves. Elodie, of course, wasn't about to let

she needed to get familiar with every aspect. The

lunch engagement afterward, but Elodie didn't drink and had work to finish back

up some pastries from a

changed direction and headed

placing her order through the

eyes swept over Elodie from head to toe, her voice

cool and indifferent, offering no response. She also noticed Ivan come in right behind

lingered on Elodie for a moment before he approached, calm and