How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 441

Watts must have given up.

He turned to leave for the restaurant, but just then, he spotted Sylvie stepping out of a car nearby.

She'd clearly seen him already-her face unreadable, her gaze gliding right over Elodie before she headed straight inside.

As Sylvie climbed the stairs, she frowned for a moment.

Watts had just gotten out of Elodie's car.

When did those two get so close?

It made Sylvie take a second look at Elodie. Meeting with Watts privately-her intentions couldn't be clearer.

In some ways, Elodie really did have a knack for these things.

Still, Watts wasn't the sort of man to be easily swayed.

Sylvie walked over to a table where Selma was already seated. Selma was finally out of the hospital and feeling well enough to come out for dinner.

As soon as Sylvie sat down, Selma asked, “Jarrod's birthday is coming up-any plans for how you'll celebrate? Elodie isn't going to pull any tricks to get Jarrod out of the way, is she?"

"She won't," Sylvie replied coolly. "She doesn't have that kind of influence over Jarrod."

Selma grinned. "True. It's your first birthday together. Why not throw him a party? Invite more friends, make it feel special."

a half-smile. “I'll

spent her break time proofreading her thesis, then submitted it without a moment's

to handle some

Jarrod, who'd come by to sign

of them found themselves squeezed together

to Elodie. She stared straight ahead,

Silverstein," Jason piped up quickly,

gave him

in the elevator

boss and his current one, he was the classic middleman stuck in the

tension, Jason Suddenly remembered, "Tomorrow's your birthday, right, Mr. Silverstein? Ms. Thorne, maybe we should get

seemed like the right

nothing,

didn't even look up from her phone. Her tone

making it clear

his eyes lingering on Elodie's back with a

some quick instructions for upcoming projects and strode off without a backward glance utterly ignoring Jarrod

to Jason. "No need

nodded, not giving it another thought. Despite everything, he still held

The next day.

taking her medication,

was home, still recovering,

grandmother called and invited her out to dinner at the Royal Opulence