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.

warming up, and the lightweight fabric made her seem almost ethereal—a cool, distant elegance. A matching ribbon was loosely

stare and sat down, immediately pulling out her

Elodie, but Elodie didn't care

"You're right in front

up, her tone

nodded, polite and restrained, and

exist, turning back to Jarrod with a bright smile. "This was such a great

restaurant was amazing. Next time, let's

really something. I don't

Jarrod agreed, "Definitely."

drifted over, impossible to

of their visit to Hokkaido, clearly

eyes down, scrolling through

minutes later, the principal arrived, waving a greeting

up and walked

as he left, Sylvie crossed her legs, leaning back in her

expression turning instantly cold.

Sylvie wasn't

moment later, Grady Mercer slipped into one of the back rows Spotting Sylvie, he called out, "Ms. Fielding! You and Mr. Silverstein got here early? Sorry, traffic was a