How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 400

Elodie lifted her head and saw Jarrod standing behind Grady, his face calm and unreadable. With effortless control, he'd stopped Grady in his tracks.

Grady felt a sharp pain between his shoulder blades and was forced to take a step back. The moment he realized who stood behind him, he pressed his lips together. "Mr. Silverstein?"

"You've misunderstood, Mr. Silverstein. I was just having a conversation with Elodie, that's all."

Only then did Jarrod release his grip on Grady, doing so at his own deliberate pace. His gaze slid sideways, landing briefly on Elodie.

Alexander had already stepped in front of Elodie the instant Grady reached out, acting as her shield. Now, seeing things calm down, he relaxed slightly, though his expression remained icy.

Grady couldn't help but rub his aching shoulder, eyeing Alexander with suspicion. "Mr. Sterling, are you here to defend Ms. Fielding's honor?"

After all, Jarrod was Ms. Fielding's boyfriend. And with everything Ms. Fielding had endured, it made sense for him to show up and settle the score.

Grady, for his part, had just learned about all the trouble Sylvie had stirred up. In his agitation, he'd rushed over without thinking.

boyfriend is here. You don't need to play the white knight anymore," Alexander snapped, finally losing his patience. Even if Grady was Esmeralda's

face twisted in surprise. "Mr. Sterling, why are you sounding more and more like

a

should reflect on your own behavior. Anyone watching might think you're Ms.

glanced quickly at Jarrod, his expression darkening. "Mr. Silverstein,

owe me an explanation, Mr. Mercer. You owe Ms. Thorne an apology," Jarrod replied, his voice even, showing no concern

Elodie—

up at Jarrod, her tone

bother pretending to be

turned frosty, it didn't faze him.

Sylvie, one thing after another. Just today, Professor Abbott had publicly

at this

all your visits," Alexander remarked dryly, having caughton to Jarrod's intentions. He could see now that

tone measured. "If you're really worried about that, Mr. Sterling, why don't we settle everything in

all too well. If they didn't talk