How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 493

Jarrod was silent for a few seconds before he finally spoke, his voice low and measured. "I didn't get it. There was a bit of a hiccup."

He still told the truth, just as he always did.

But Elodie couldn't help but find it absurd.

Today, the staff here had confirmed without a doubt that Jarrod was the one who bought the painting. Who else could have orchestrated its sudden removal so precisely? If not him, then who?

She cut straight to the point, her patience finally fraying. "So tell me clearly- where is it, Jarrod? And don't try to talk circles around me. I'm done with the excuses."

She was angry, and it showed.

Ever since she'd arrived, nothing had gone as expected. The museum had quietly opened the exhibition ahead of schedule, with no public announcement about the change. And now, the painting was gone.

It was as if someone had gone out of their way to make sure she'd miss it.

Jarrod could hear the cold fury in her voice. He listened in silence for a moment, then said gently, "Maybe you should focus on your own work-on what you truly love. This isn't worth wasting your energy on."

Unlike before, he didn't try to claim ignorance. He didn't say "I don't know." Not this time.

answer was all

instant, it was clear-Jarrod probably knew everything. He was simply

well enough to recognize this tone. There was no point in arguing.

understood: when Jarrod made up his mind, there was nothing she could do to change

Jarrod no longer had any weaknesses she could use against

Jarrod had nothing left to lose. He didn't have to worry about protecting Sylvie's reputation; instead, he was on guard against Elodie using the painting to ruin the mother and daughter's

this way for nothing, had let herself hope

on the steering wheel, and stayed

she decided to head

to figure out how to

made

her with news. "Neural Intelligence just announced a new project," he said. "They're moving fast

jel

project concept. The quality looks impressive. Really

out a short,

introduced Mr. Ferguson to

press Sylvie had been getting lately, the timing couldn't be better. With Mr. Ferguson leading the project,

wondered if Jarrod had planned all this from the start. The timing always worked out