How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 484

Chapter 484

Those words were brutally blunt.

It felt like an invisible slap across Sylvie's face, leaving her cheeks burning.

Who would have thought that, one day, Elodie would actually surpass her?

She couldn't accept such an absurd turn of events.

Even Grady's expression flickered between shades of embarrassment and anger.

Just then, the editor was called away by someone across the room and quickly turned to leave.

Grady scowled deeply, then finally looked at Sylvie. "I'm sorry. Did I mess things up?"

If only he hadn't jumped in to defend Sylvie out of sympathy-would things have gone differently?

Sylvie silently tried to steady her chaotic emotions, her face nearly

expressionless. “I know you were just trying to stand up for me, Mr. Mercer. It's

fine."

But she couldn't deny the lingering sense of frustration.

How had Grady managed to make such a mess of things?

forced into direct

she'd ever say so

she excused herself and looked around for Jarrod, hoping

as she made her

conversation with several of the

out, "Mr. Silverstein, why don't you

in

her gaze, and

her expression carefully blank, though inside, she recoiled

kind of situation; the group photo would inevitably be made public, and then the speculation about her and Jarrod would spiral

shift everyone's attention in exactly the wrong

Elodie could respond, a y voice

calm,

I'll stay out of the picture. You

Jarrod had refused.

as she turned, only to

Jarrod's response, her expression softened-if only for a second-before she shot

but Jarrod hadn't

met, Elodie finally understood: maybe Jarrod's refusal wasn't just about the academic setting. Maybe he didn't want

way to dodge the public display and

too, noticed Sylvie

Sylvie's every emotion-afraid she'd get

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