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."

“I'll talk to him

her break time proofreading her thesis, then submitted

headed to Nexus Analytics to handle some outstanding

Jarrod, who'd come

them found themselves squeezed together

She stared straight ahead, refusing to meet

Jason piped up

gave him a curt

silence in the

nerves fray-caught between his former boss and his

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

the right thing

said nothing, clearly

up from her phone. Her tone

making it clear she

understood as well, his eyes lingering on Elodie's back

the ground floor, Elodie gave Jason some quick instructions for upcoming projects and strode off without a backward glance utterly ignoring Jarrod

Jason. "No need for

another thought. Despite everything, he still held

The next day.

was the weekend. After taking her medication,

was home, still recovering, but getting better little

the day with them. In the afternoon, her grandmother called and invited her out to dinner at the Royal Opulence Hotel-an informal birthday gathering for Jarrod. Elodie declined, saying she had urgent