How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 405

The meeting time was set.

It wasn't until Tuesday that Elodie managed to carve out a window in her schedule

to head over to The Silverstein Group.

That afternoon.

Maurice Nilsson happened to be free, so he came along with Sylvie to The Silverstein Group's office.

The past few days had left Sylvie completely frazzled. She was up until the early hours, still negotiating contract terminations with partners.

When Neural Intelligence first launched their new system, VistaLink Technologies was mired in a plagiarism scandal. That bit of luck had sent a string of business opportunities straight to Neural Intelligence's door.

But now, with Terrence's team's latest system accused of infringing on VistaLink's patents, the tables had turned. Neural Intelligence had been ordered to cease and desist, and naturally, those promising partnerships were falling apart. Not only did contracts need to be dissolved, but Neural Intelligence was also expected to shoulder their partners' losses.

All Sylvie could do was try to keep the remaining partners calm. If another crisis erupted, the company's finances could freeze up overnight.

"I called Jarrod earlier-he's tied up this afternoon. Mind waiting a bit?" Maurice, well aware of the mountain Sylvie was facing, glanced over with concern.

"It's fine, I actually wanted to ask him about some contract issues anyway." Sylvie rubbed her forehead, exhaustion etched deeply into her features.

Maurice considered this. "Why not just let Jarrod handle the whole mess for you? It'd save you a lot of trouble."

Sylvie, brilliant though she was in technology, was still finding her feet in corporate management-especially now, with the company in such turmoil. It was a lot for anyone to handle.

frowning. "This happened on my watch. I should be the one to fix it. Live and learn, right? Besides, I don't want to

funds had already been funneled out over the past few days. If things got worse, she'd have to ask her

this?" Maurice still couldn't get over the scale

Elodie on the front lines, she was both a scapegoat and a decoy-meant

talk to me," Sylvie replied, lips pressed into a thin

days ago, Jarrod had asked her to issue a public apology. He'd promised to handle some of the aftermath, though he hadn't given her any specifics. She

she had learned the

Elodie-she was only making things difficult in places like this because she knew she couldn't compete with Sylvie on a technical playing field. It was weakness, plain

will figure something out,"

bustled past in

one of them to ask about Jarrod he wasn't in his

converging on

welcome to wait in the lounge," Keith said as he passed, not forgetting

them. t

aroma of her favorite

chest finally eased. Jarrod always remembered the little things, even when everything else was falling

isn't just

it?" Sylvie noticed a group of familiar faces-some shareholders

Analytics-emerging from the

elevators.

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remained neutral, but the disbelief was clear in his eyes.

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