How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 430

Elodie glanced sideways, then returned her attention to the notebook she had prepared.

Alexander was a little surprised to see Sylvie arrive as well.

By all rights, Sylvie was an accomplished candidate from a top university- impressive, sure, but as someone who'd registered independently, she shouldn't have made it to the second row.

So...

His gaze shifted to Jarrod, who had just taken his seat in the front.

Was there really any mystery to it? With someone like Jarrod pulling strings for Sylvie, it was no wonder she'd found herself up front, right where everyone could see her.

Alexander glanced at Elodie, relieved to find she was unfazed by Sylvie's presence beside her, keeping her head down and organizing her notes.

That was a comfort.

Sylvie didn't exactly enjoy sitting next to Elodie either, but she wasn't the type to feel out of place. If anyone ought to feel awkward, it was Elodie—the latecomer, the amateur among professionals.

Yet, even now, Sylvie had to admit: Elodie was sharp in her own way.

Take the "Neural Intelligence plagiarism" incident, for example.

Elodie had stepped forward to take the blame with remarkable composure, and as

a result, had landed a spot at this academic conference.

bit audacious, a bit

But...

Sylvie scoffed inwardly.

had no overseas experience and, with all the specialized terminology, there was no way she

no clue what

turned and said to Alexander, "Esmeralda wants to see what it's like here. Mind if I take a

an important event, she never quite had the chance to attend. Still,

Elodie his phone. "The program hasn't started yet, so take a

a handful of pictures around the conference hall, and

crossed, noticed Elodie snapping

glint of

the place

spot, taking pictures just

show off that she'd attended. here for the

soon got

biennial event, with the

first speaker, naturally, was the most respected senior in the

carefully, jotting down key

the room soon launched into a

and Elodie found themselves learning a great deal, occasionally

other hand, struggled with some sections-dense and technical, the

notes, she noticed Elodie beside her, looking

Sylvie's expression grew frosty.