How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 466

Sylvie emerged from the building, her gaze icy as she swept a glance over Elodie. With an air of haughty indifference, she strode straight to the waiting car.

Elodie recognized the vehicle immediately.

One of Jarrod's cars.

Clearly, Sylvie had no intention of catching a ride back with the Neural Intelligence team. Jarrod had sent a car just for her.

Alexander's brow tightened.

A personal driver sent just to pick her up for a date? Even after their affair had been publicly exposed, Jarrod was still going out of his way for Sylvie?

He kept his thoughts to himself.

Elodie, unfazed by the little scene, climbed into the car and immediately began strategizing about what kind of proposal would give them the edge in the next round.

Just as she settled in, she noticed a missed call from Watts.

It had come in a couple of hours earlier.

She'd silenced her phone and hadn't noticed it.

Watts hadn't tried again after that.

Elodie reasoned that if it had been a work emergency, he could have reached Alexander or Esmeralda. If it was just personal-

She decided not to call back.

so as not to

they were back

Esmeralda brought news.

Barnes-President Barnes-you remember her,

little puzzled. "Of

handed her a

art exhibition-apparently, someone in the family was an

this weekend. We could treat it like a little outing."

her mother was

When the weekend arrived,

found themselves at

“This museum was actually founded by

it

from renowned artists-both local

though, the Barnes family is

kind that could afford a lavish museum. On regular

by the artwork on display. She wandered the halls, taking it

were intensely realistic, and the

feeling as though some deeper part of the artist's spirit had

at the signature:

A powerful, distinctive style.

sudden urge welled up in her-she

woman's warm, low voice sounded behind

offering a faint smile. "We meet again. I've been hearing quite a bit