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.

I should be the one to fix it. Live

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

still

In hindsight, it was obvious: when Alexander put Elodie on the front lines, she was both a scapegoat and a decoy-meant

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

though he hadn't given her any specifics. She hadn't wanted to do it, but there was no choice-refusing to admit fault now would only

had learned the

she knew she couldn't compete with Sylvie

Jarrod will figure something out,"

then, the secretariat bustled past in a

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

be converging on the main conference room, everyone moving

has a meeting scheduled now. You're welcome to wait in the lounge," Keith said as he passed, not forgetting to have Sylvie's favorite coffee brought over for

them. t

caught the aroma of her favorite

remembered the little things, even when everything

isn't just an ordinary

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

Analytics-emerging from the

elevators.

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remained neutral, but the disbelief was clear in

is a shareholder