How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 379

Aside from that, Elodie managed to meet a few promising business partners. After exchanging a few words, she got a sense of their companies' strengths and began making plans for future collaborations.

Not long after, Linsey-always at the elderly Mrs. Silverstein's side-approached her and murmured, "Mrs. Silverstein would like you and Mr. Silverstein to join the main table with the other guests of honor."

Elodie frowned slightly and refused at once. "That won't be necessary-it's not appropriate, and Jarrod wouldn't agree to it, either."

Linsey hesitated. "Perhaps you could discuss it with Mr. Silverstein yourself?"

Elodie instinctively glanced around. Jarrod was nowhere in sight. She replied, "There's no need. Just let Grandma know directly for me, please. We'd rather keep things low-key. Thank you."

Before Linsey could respond, Elodie had already turned and walked off in another direction.

She nearly collided head-on with Elias, who was just coming in from outside. The surprise registered briefly on both their faces.

greeting. "Dr. Warwick, I didn't

nodded. "My grandfather is a good friend of Henrietta's. I'm just here to keep him company and show our support to the Silverstein

weren't particularly close, after all. She gave a courteous nod indicating she was headed elsewhere, and Elias stepped aside to

her retreating figure. The Silversteins' gathering tonight wasn't centered around business, and as far as he knew, there wasn't much interaction between Elodie's company, VistaLink Technologies, and the Silversteins. So

Elias slowly looked away.

work call. Galen had run into some issues with a data test and

from scratch. The data is off," Elodie said, listening closely as Galen described the sequence

arrived by car, looking up at Jarrod, who stood in front of her. They weren't close enough for Elodie to make out their expressions, but she saw Sylvie step a little nearer, her hand gently tugging at Jarrod's sleeve-a

hadn't come inside

was supposed to be Elodie's own celebration, Sylvie's presence lingered in the background. Young love-impossible

her gaze away, turned, and kept talking with