How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 431

Sylvie listened to the ongoing discussion, and the frustration she'd felt earlier- when the topics seemed dense and impenetrable-finally began to ebb.

"It's not so bad," she said quietly. "I mainly came today to learn something new."

Octavia was about to respond when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Elodie as Sylvie adjusted her camera.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Elodie?"

Elodie heard her name and glanced over calmly, saying nothing.

"What's she doing here?" Octavia huffed after Elodie ignored her, then turned to Sylvie for answers.

Sylvie snapped her notebook shut, her tone neutral. "No idea."

But the way she said it carried a hint of disdain, as if to suggest, Who knows what tricks she pulled to get in?

Elodie, seated close by, heard every word and understood the implication clearly.

up. "However I got here doesn't matter. What's more interesting is

sharpened instantly, her brow knitting into a frown. The easy smile she'd

really think

his part, couldn't help but let out a low, appreciative chuckle, nodding as if to say,

here her published research, not because of my brother. If you think you're so capable, why don't you write a paper that gets recognized as a ticket to an

conference?"

the gap in academic achievement between them

respond, though she couldn't deny that Octavia was telling the

really did show

ahead. Jarrod had turned around at some point, his cool gaze fixed on Sylvie's phone. "You like the Verdania time zone so much? Here

to Sylvie, "Let's talk later I

knew Octavia was intimidated by Jarrod. She was clearly curious about the conference but wouldn't

a helpless smile, Sylvie said to him, "It's fine. She's just

tone had the gentle fondness of an

the group another glance. The second half of the session was about to begin, and she focused her attention on the large