How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 472

Getting in hadn't been easy-they'd all gone through rigorous security checks and confidential screenings before finally being allowed into the restricted zone.

From a distance, Elodie spotted Klein Whitaker had already arrived.

The moment Klein saw Elodie, the stern lines of his usually stoic face melted into

a broad smile. "Elodie, you're here. I happened to have some business today, thought I'd stop by and see you."

Truth be told, he still held out a bit of hope-maybe if they kept crossing paths, Elodie might warm up to his son, Naylor Whitaker, one day.

Sylvie entered just in time to catch Klein's greeting. She frowned, shooting Klein a puzzled look.

Why was someone like Klein being so... gracious to Elodie? It was borderline enthusiastic, as if he'd just bumped into a VIP.

A twinge of suspicion and something like annoyance-crept up in Sylvie. She figured it must be because Elodie had recently acquired the Silverstein name; people had started treating her with more respect. But Klein? Of all people? That didn't make sense.

She just couldn't wrap her head around it.

"Mr. Whitaker." Sylvie stepped forward, offering a polite greeting.

Klein glanced at her, well aware of the recent controversy at TerraCore Technologies with the Neural Intelligence leaks. The situation was complicated, and he didn't want to get involved. He simply nodded. "Well, since everyone's here, let's get started."

Elodie walked with Galen, quietly discussing the next steps and some details of the schedule.

coordinate on

open to them; the rest was

reminded everyone to be thorough and

the technical briefing, some testing was required. Elodie caught sight of a

the models

from three years ago-practically ancient

this was a rare chance to inspect

Whitaker." A voice called from the

Elodie turned, surprised.

strode in, clad in a

"How did you get

got clearance. My dad's

nodded, understanding. So she'd passed

the moment she

never liked women like Patricia-too bold, too sharp,

to show

a beeline for Elodie, curiosity gleaming in her eyes, "Hey, Ms. Thorne. We meet again. Are you here to

the test I need to

her eyes with interest. "So, does

"Pretty much."