How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 382

The old woman was suddenly at a loss for words.

She stared at Jarrod for a long time, unable to say anything.

Jarrod, however, didn't raise his voice or lose his composure. Once he'd made his point clear, he relaxed, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "Alright, Grandma, let me take you home. This ends here. I'll handle my own affairs."

That was his final word, shutting down any further interference.

The old woman opened her mouth, struggling, "You..."

But nothing more would come out.

All she could do was brush Jarrod's hand away. "No need! Go keep Elodie company!"

Jarrod glanced at his indignant grandmother, slipped one hand into his pocket, and shook his head with a quiet, amused sigh.

Maurice and Joseph approached from either side, unaware of what had just transpired between the grandson and grandmother. Maurice looked puzzled. "Why would Raleigh suddenly ask about that? If this really gets out, won't Sylvie be the one everyone gossips about?"

respond,

to Jarrod. After a moment, he spoke up. "Sylvie's never

Maurice looked stunned.

lifted his eyes to meet Joseph's

was still working at full

a string of data and licensing issues with various vendors, she made sure everything was

family gala—wasn't it supposed to be

unfazed. "Is

her a phone. "You know how I'm in all those group chats- work, social, everything. Lately, there's been all kinds of gossip. People are saying someone spotted Sylvie outside the hotel

so many big shots at the top. Naturally,

resist a bit

was his own business. She figured he was

the door to Elodie's

his expression

Even

his phone down in