How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 476

"Some people just can't go anywhere without their entourage," Alexander scoffed under his breath.

They had to walk that way, so Elodie couldn't help but notice Sylvie looking radiant, laughing quietly with Jarrod as they chatted together.

All Elodie wanted was to find her seat, but as she approached, she realized-her place was right next to Jarrod.

Elodie instinctively frowned.

Alexander noticed too. He leaned down and asked quietly, "Want me to ask someone if you can switch seats?"

Elodie pressed her lips together, then shook her head. "All the seats were assigned in advance. With so many big names here today, every spot is tied to someone's status. It's not something they can change on a whim otherwise, they'd have to rearrange the whole system."

At formal events like this, the rules were strict. She couldn't be the one to make a fuss and put the organizers in a bind just for her own comfort.

Alexander understood.

Elodie walked to her seat.

Just as she reached it, Jarrod glanced up, meeting her gaze.

her deep green, silk button-down, fitted perfectly at the waist. The weather was warming up, and the lightweight fabric made her seem almost ethereal—a cool, distant elegance. A matching ribbon was loosely knotted at her slender

Jarrod's stare and sat down, immediately pulling out her phone to review her

didn't care about whatever was going on between

ear: "You're right in front of the air conditioning

even look up, her tone icy.

restrained,

Jarrod with a bright smile. "This was such a great trip. I didn't expect that place to

that restaurant was amazing.

was really something. I don't think I've

Jarrod agreed, "Definitely."

over,

on, describing the highlights of their visit to Hokkaido, clearly wishing she could relive

down, scrolling through her

later, the principal arrived, waving

stood up and walked over to exchange

crossed her legs, leaning back in her

expression turning instantly cold.

pretended Sylvie wasn't

Grady Mercer slipped into one of the back rows Spotting Sylvie, he called out, "Ms. Fielding! You