How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 349

Chapter 349

The opening ceremony at Neural Intelligence had just wrapped up, but she had no choice but to rush over here to discuss the matter of graduate placements.

Worse, she had to do it at VistaLink Technologies-on a day when the place was buzzing with even more attention than usual. People kept coming and going, exchanging pleasantries in the halls. And of course, Elodie was here too.

Being forced to come to VistaLink Technologies on her own initiative left Sylvie deeply uncomfortable.

But not a hint of that showed on her face. She surveyed the room before finally speaking. "Good afternoon, Dr. Sterling. I'm sorry to take up your time today-l have a few questions I'd appreciate your answer to."

Charlie looked at her, his gaze sharp. "You want to ask about the graduate position, don't you?"

Sylvie straightened her back and nodded. "I heard you might already have someone in mind. May I ask who-?"

"It's Elodie."

Charlie's answer was curt, yet carried an unmistakable authority.

The words landed with a physical jolt, making her heart thud in her chest.

He knew exactly what Sylvie was thinking, and saw no need to beat around the bush.

expression froze. She'd convinced herself the rumors weren't true, but now, faced with the reality, she nearly lost

Sterling had chosen had been that top scorer from admissions, she

through every 'connection

Unacceptable.

know. If Elodie had anything impressive to show, she would have been

Jarrod's gaze drifted lightly to Elodie, who stood nearby, her expression cold and distant, as if the conversation had nothing to do with her. He made no

her watch, her gesture making it clear

her own eyes grew

Elodie deliberately using Dr. Sterling's

worked hard to follow in your footsteps. My results in this round of exams are, without a doubt, among the best. Could you tell

to ask outright: What does Elodie have that I don't? Is it just

time, Charlie regarded her fully, his gaze sweeping down with cool detachment. "Ms. Fielding, did you come to see me today out of dissatisfaction,

you can't

words cut sharper than

her lips together, her throat

flicker of displeasure. It wasn't hard to guess that Jarrod had orchestrated this meeting, hoping Sylvie could

tone icy, "You want an answer? Fine. Four

she was being

Best candidate wins...

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