How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 361

Alexander nodded in agreement. "True—if he really tried to make unreasonable demands because of Sylvie, then he'd be a terrible person."

Elodie, however, wasn't concerned with how Neural Intelligence would resolve things.

Her uncle's surgery was tomorrow.

Right now, nothing else mattered.

Emile's operation had been on the schedule for weeks.

Now, with Elias involved in drafting the treatment plan and Emile's health indicators finally stable, the date was set without further delay.

Elodie requested the day off.

Alexander couldn't get away from work, and when he suggested sending Esmeralda to wait with her, Elodie firmly refused. There was no reason to trouble everyone and turn this into a spectacle.

Besides, VistaLink Technologies was swamped with the new system rollout. It wouldn't do for two out of three managers to be absent at the same time.

The night before the surgery.

all. Elodie understood when someone's worried, they can't control it—so she simply sat with her grandmother in companionable

to begin at

explain the details

of

well

she forced herself to stay

at that moment did it occur to her: When her own surgery comes one day, who will be there

on, hour

pale, her exhaustion obvious after a

don't you go rest in Uncle's room for a bit? The surgery's going to

to the

and since her blood pressure had spiked, she needed to

grandmother walk away, then turned her gaze back to the operating room

stone-heavy and slow, pounding with a cold, relentless anxiety that threatened

"Don't worry."

figure approached, the faint scent of disinfectant

go perfectly," he said, “but Latham is known for

hesitated, then took the bottle.

at his watch. "I'll check in