How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 451

There was no hiding what happened at the birthday party; word had already swept through the entire Eldermere elite. Everyone seemed to know the story.

Especially since Jarrod's status made it all the more sensational-seeing someone like him entangled in a romantic scandal was almost unthinkable for most people.

Among the upper class, it was hardly unusual for a married man to keep a mistress on the side. Some even had confidantes in every city they traveled to for business; everyone knew about it, but no one found it odd.

But what made this situation different-

From the moment Sylvie had stepped into the public eye, she had played the part of Jarrod's official girlfriend. She was polished and charming, from an academic family, with the kind of Ivy League credentials that high society admired. When she returned from abroad, Mr. Silverstein himself, the patriarch of the Silverstein family, had treated her like a precious gem.

People had painted her in the best possible light.

And suddenly, overnight, it all shattered.

The truth had come out: she was the other woman, the one who had broken up a marriage.

Her carefully crafted image of intelligence, elegance, and perfection didn't just crack-it collapsed.

all, having a mistress was nothing new. But a woman who had seemed flawless falling from grace-now that was something to gossip

the three people at the heart of the scandal found themselves at the same event, it was inevitable that everyone would compare, speculate, and

practically read their minds. Human nature was always the

involved in this mess. She didn't care what Jarrod thought; she turned away, picked up her name card from the

walked off to her seat on the other side of the

patience for the so-called "catfight" label people were so eager to slap on her, and she certainly wasn't going to

and once the surprise wore off,

confidence she displayed weren't things

was

gaze lingered on Jarrod, watching as he calmly glanced

pressed her lips into a thin line. "Jarrod, let's just sit

looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Let's not

original plan there's no need to adjust the

understood

member, confused, asked, "Should we move Ms.

was already

answer, Sylvie straightened her back and said coolly, "Thank you, but rules are rules. I'll go to my assigned