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.

they can't control

to

explain the details to

kind of

very well take eight to

far from confident, but with her grandmother at her side, she forced herself to stay calm as she

occur to her: When her own surgery comes one

on, hour after

exhaustion obvious after

"Grandma, why don't you go rest in Uncle's room for a bit? The surgery's going to take a while. I'll stay here

want to push herself to

she said, and since her blood pressure had spiked, she needed to

watched her grandmother walk away, then turned her gaze back

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

"Don't worry."

figure approached, the faint scent of

bottle of fruit smoothie. "I can't promise you everything will go perfectly," he said, “but

hesitated, then took the

"I'll check in