How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 444

The sharp voice sliced cleanly through the tension that had just filled the room, bringing the simmering confrontation to an abrupt halt.

All those accusatory, judgmental, and disdainful stares that had been pinned on Elodie suddenly shifted toward the back of the room.

Even Sylvie and her group turned their heads to look.

When Sylvie caught sight of Henrietta standing tall and composed, her expression changed in an instant.

Maurice's faint smile vanished, replaced by a look of seriousness so swift it was almost jarring.

He even felt a sudden chill prickle across his scalp.

In that moment, Joseph realized exactly how this was about to play out. He pressed his lips together and glanced at Elodie.

"Henrietta?" Grady recognized the old woman-he'd met her a few years back. Now, seeing her arrive, he stood a little straighter, respect rising in his eyes. His grandfather had always spoken of Henrietta with reverence, telling stories of how she'd once been a force to be reckoned with the eldest daughter of a powerful family, shrewd and capable in equal measure.

After marrying Jarrod's grandfather, she had stood beside him as they built an empire together.

But now...

What exactly did she mean with those words just now?

Clearly, with all the unspoken relationships and tangled history in the air, everyone

was a little lost, second-guessing if they'd misheard something.

From the moment Elodie heard Henrietta's voice, her heart skipped a beat.

knowing-deep down-that something irreversible was

expression severe and imposing. Even without a word, she

narrowed slightly as he spoke first.

to stand directly in front of Elodie. Though her frame was slender, she stood with such upright dignity that no one could ignore her presence. "If I'd

gaze swept over Sylvie, cold

she'd seen Ms. Fielding in

nervous sweat. With everyone watching and Henrietta's eyes fixed on

being seen together. Trying to smooth things over, he said, "Mrs. Silverstein, I don't think any of this is Mr. Silverstein's fault. We all know

Sylvie's

furrowed his

to process Henrietta's earlier

which clashed sharply with his. longstanding assumptions about Jarrod

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a subtle

go down

he just pouring fuel on the

Henrietta, feeling the old woman's presence press down even harder.

you to her, exactly, to claim

caught off guard, momentarily

Naylor and the others stared

did Henrietta address her so

who

pale. "Ms. Fielding, since I'm here tonight, why don't you tell everyone-what exactly are you doing here? Are you proposing?

nerves. "I'm sorry, Henrietta, you've misunderstood. That's

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