How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 342

Sylvie's score was undeniably high.

Even with limited time to prepare, she'd decided to take the graduate exam for Professor Sterling's program-and still managed to ace it. That kind of

performance put her firmly among the best of the best.

It was pretty much what everyone had expected from the start.

There was never any doubt that Sylvie would pass with flying colors.

But as for her so-called "rival"-not a word, no news at all.

Did they really need to guess how that turned out?

Octavia was in the middle of her homework when she overheard the

conversation. She grabbed her phone and blurted out, “Elodie? Did she take the exam too?"

Sylvie recalled how Elodie had finished her test early and handed it in ahead of time.

She replied without a care, "Yeah."

On the other end of the line, Octavia fell silent for a moment.

In her mind, Elodie was someone who always hovered around her brother

to tell me when the rankings are out! I have no doubt you'll be number one. With this major and that score, I've checked the cutoffs and top scores from previous years,

engineering herself, and in recent years had followed the field closely. Her brother had an eye for good people,

knew Octavia had always looked

girl had a natural admiration for strength, and Sylvie rather enjoyed being the object of

you'll be the first to know. Now

Octavia reluctantly hung up.

speaking. "You can't just coast through the technical courses and the math. If you've been out of school for years, deciding to jump into grad school

then, Elodie had made her grand declaration in

she failed, her company-VistaLink Technologies—would become the

down her phone and picked up a glass of water, offering a fair observation.

when things are uncertain. No sense in painting yourself into a corner," Maurice added with a shrug. "I just checked Professor Sterling's department-dead quiet. If Elodie had done well, she'd be bragging about

opinion, Elodie would probably be too embarrassed to show

whole thing would

shot Maurice a

mild, almost indifferent, as if Elodie's affairs held no

didn't want

raised an eyebrow, not

She understood.

for Elodie had only grown. He couldn't even be bothered to bring

to get the message that Jarrod wasn't interested in talking about Elodie, so he sensibly changed the subject. "Do you

received any official notice