How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 373

Sylvie pressed her lips into a thin line, her complexion growing even more ashen, though she couldn't quite say why.

Elodie met Jarrod's gaze with icy calm, tossing out a single line as she turned away: "Compared to Mr. Silverstein's girlfriend, I suppose it's not so bad."

Jarrod paused, looking at her.

Sylvie's face instantly turned cold.

Was Elodie showing off and at the same time putting her down?

Elodie didn't bother watching their reactions. She simply turned and strode toward the next exhibit.

Sylvie watched as Elodie and Alexander walked off, their figures growing smaller in the distance. An irritating heaviness pressed in her chest, but years of rigorous self-control kept every flicker of emotion hidden. She forced it all back, not letting anything show.

Maurice broke the silence, his tone complicated: "Has Elodie been hiding her real abilities from us all along? Or did even she not expect to do so well?" Even now, he struggled to reconcile the Elodie from his memories with the person in front of him.

When he first learned she'd landed a graduate spot at the Academy, he'd chalked it up to luck.

But a score like that? You can't fake that.

Was Elodie just playing them for fools?

"Ms. Fielding grew up overseas and only crammed for

She needed time to process everything that had happened today. Elodie, first place

make sense

quiet but steady. "Jarrod, I think I caught a cold- I'm not feeling great. Can you take me

Jarrod, who seemed lost in thought, his eyes

Elodie now?

looked down at Sylvie. After a beat, he murmured, "I'll take

of

they were out of sight, Maurice whipped out

I was seeing things! If I scored that high, my great-granddad would probably climb out of his grave to give me a medal. Sylvie was

in place for a moment, then replied: [What about Jarrod? How did he react?] Maurice paused, momentarily confused. He glanced at the car driving away. How did Jarrod

her stunning performance, fellow visiting students

didn't mind chatting

she heard Jarrod and the others had already

that evening, after making sure Sylvie was settled,

soon as he walked in, he

her. "If you really want to go to Verdant

little afraid of her older brother. The moment he

I get it. I'll study hard—I don't want