How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 461

Jarrod didn't pursue the previous topic with Ivan any further.

As soon as he spotted Queenie, he strode into the private room without another word.

Ivan glanced at Queenie. "What are you doing out here?"

Queenie slipped an arm around his waist. "What were you two talking about just now?"

He looked down at her. "Do you really want to know?"

She hadn't expected Ivan to be so blunt-her smile faltered for a moment.

But Ivan had no intention of elaborating. He just gave her back a gentle pat. "I'm going out for a smoke."

As he slipped from her embrace, Queenie held back the question that was burning on her tongue.

The moment Jarrod entered, Sylvie noticed him right away and waved. "Jarrod, over here."

He met her gaze and made his way over.

"Took some effort to get you out here. Did you talk things through

news broke, plenty of people would be reaching out

his expression calm. "She

"Thank you, Jarrod. I know you've gone out of

"proposal," things wouldn't have gotten so out of hand

"How have you been these past couple of days? Any

shook her head. "Nothing I can't handle. Don't

knew there would be obstacles, but she was determined to prove herself. "Good." Jarrod didn't press

and there, but once this blows over, I'd

suddenly, that they'd never traveled alone

drama can't get in the way of your date night,

set down his glass.

her eyes

The next morning.

arrived at the office, she

then turned and walked into her office without so much as a nod

an art,

"MsØ Thorne already on his lips, but Elodie's indifference left him feeling stung and exposed, as if a knife he'd thrown had boomeranged

Ms. Thorne?" Alexander drawled, fully