How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 341

Watts didn't refuse to take a look.

He flipped through the proposal for a while before nodding. “Not bad. Neural Intelligence has been on my radar lately-President Fielding, you've got some pretty fresh ideas in this area."

Sylvie offered a polite smile. "Thank you. I hope if we do end up working together, we're on the same page philosophically. Mr. Aldridge, do you think it's feasible?"

Watts closed the folder.

He slid it back across the table to her, his expression relaxed but leaving no room for argument. "I'm sorry, but Eldrion Global already has other plans at the moment."

Sylvie blinked, surprised.

Was that a rejection?

Watts glanced at her, his tone even and measured. "Eldrion Global evaluates partners on a variety of factors. My personal opinion doesn't carry much weight- right now, the company has already set its sights elsewhere. President Fielding, thank you for coming all this way."

Sylvie didn't know what these "other plans" entailed.

But his meaning was clear enough; she saw no point in pressing further.

recently been brought back from abroad—he probably wasn't in a position to make decisions on projects this big. Even if he wanted to support her, he'd still have to align with

not dwelling on the rejection. She looked at Watts.

his watch. "Safe travels, President

to see Sylvie out, never mentioning that he'd already

exchange, he headed upstairs

back, then glanced at the assistant standing nearby. She started

Now, at least, he was polite enough to have his assistant see her out. He seemed

away, she

already made a

for Jarrod to join them as

a pretty good sense

the time evening rolled around, Sylvie arrived at the private dining room to

voice came through, brimming with

up

as she answered Octavia, walking straight over to sit

replied to Octavia, "Yeah,

celebrate you, but you only have eyes for Jarrod, huh?" Maurice teased from across the table, shaking