How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 494

Neural Intelligence was suddenly the talk of the town again.

Elodie was well aware that the company had already signed several partnership deals. She didn't care much about that. Neural Intelligence had always had real technical clout-its growth was inevitable.

What preoccupied her was the situation with the paintings.

The next day, Elodie finally received the details for Selma's art exhibition. The event's organizers had just announced the official time and location-set for one week from now, in a rather high-profile manner. Elodie hadn't expected such an early announcement.

She glanced at the address and recognized it instantly: the museum owned by Patricia. So, Sylvie had actually managed to rent the place.

Just then, Elodie's phone rang. It was her grandmother, Rosemary. The old woman hardly ever lost her temper, but now her voice trembled with outrage. "That woman, Selma-she's back?"

Elodie's expression hardened. "Grandma, what happened?"

Rosemary's voice shook as she forced out each word. "Someone delivered an invitation to me today. Signed by Selma herself. She said she was personally inviting me to her exhibition."

if that wasn't enough, the messenger also relayed a message: "Perhaps, after seeing my paintings, you'll remember your daughter. Perhaps they'll help

her to people, even let

almost getting her degree revoked. And now she had the nerve to come

couldn't show her anger, though. Steadying her voice,

took a while, but Elodie finally

Selma and Sylvie-were they really trying to stage a comeback using this mess? Was this

her things

weathered many storms in her life and managed to keep her composure. Still, this incident

highly finished works at home,

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time at Fairview Crossing,

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