How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 485

Waldron shot Elodie a sharp, disapproving look, then turned on his heel and

walked away without another word. He never bothered hiding his disdain for her- not even for a moment.

"What did Mr. Ferguson say this time?" Alexander strolled over, concern flickering across his face.

Elodie just shook her head. "Nothing new. Mr. Ferguson hasn't changed a bit."

He always looked at her like she was more a nuisance than a colleague.

Alexander let out a resigned sigh. It had been years, yet Mr. Ferguson still couldn't let things go when it came to Elodie.

Elodie lingered on campus for a while longer. There was a dinner planned later, serving as a bridge for academic discussion. The senior faculty all seemed eager to speak with her.

She didn't decline-energy permitting, she wanted to seize the chance. After all, it was a rare privilege to meet so many esteemed figures in her field on the same night. It would certainly pave the way for her in the future.

Originally, the dean had invited Jarrod to the dinner, but there was no mention of Sylvie. Jarrod turned down the invitation, claiming a sudden obligation. He quietly left with Sylvie, keeping a low profile.

Understandably so-Sylvie had lost both face and favor today, and she seemed shaken by the experience.

Later, as the event wore on, Alexander showed Elodie something on his phone-a tweet from Patricia. To her astonishment, Patricia had retweeted a post from Verdant University, celebrating the conference. Her caption read: "Ms. Thorne is a true treasure of our field, quietly dedicated and exceptionally gifted. Comparing her to Ms. Fielding only exposes the latter's mediocrity!"

Elodie was taken aback. Patricia already knew about what had happened at Verdant University? And she'd chosen to support Elodie publicly?

Patricia had a substantial following—her artistry and striking looks drew plenty of attention, so her endorsement carried weight. And the shade thrown at Sylvie was sharp enough to sting.

Overnight, Elodie's name was all over the Verdant University student forums, her reputation skyrocketing.

help but chuckle. "Miss Aldridge doesn't hold anything back, does

plain as day. Born into privilege, Patricia had never been one to worry about saving face for others, and her sarcasm toward Sylvie

was now spreading far beyond, thanks to Patricia's influence. Old gossip about Sylvie was dredged

personality is... fiery," she admitted, at a loss for a

clear in his tone. "What matters is that Sylvie was completely outplayed

shoulders above

could no longer dismiss Elodie or find excuses to undermine her. For someone who'd coasted on arrogance for so long, that had to

had brought Sylvie

said, "I've got some things to take care of. Will you be alright on

was in a foul mood, but she hid it well. She nodded, managing a polite smile. "Of course. Thank you for skipping out on

it. Get some rest," Jarrod said, his

Something in his reassurance

unlock the feelings Sylvie had been bottling up. She reminded herself her battle with Elodie wasn't

really. I don't let things like this bother me. Everyone has their strengths. Objectively, I respect her work

betraying none

woman who lost

I'll see

car, she called back,

expression finally darkened. She walked

face set in a cold, stony

later, her assistant forwarded a message to her phone. Seeing

wasn't just

section was now digging up an old scandal about her so-called "forced engagement," filling the

on her phone tightened. Of