How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 512

Chapter 512

Sylvie was always someone who acted the moment an idea struck her—there was never any time to waste.

Her plan was to mortgage her house to the bank first.

At the very least, once the paperwork cleared, she could get her hands on something like six million dollars.

The only thing that worried her was how long the bank's process would actually take.

She wanted to see if she could negotiate a brief extension with Faust's side.

When she'd first decided to return home to restart her career, Selma had followed suit, but it had taken a while to find a place to settle down. Back then, Jarrod had helped her get the house. Now, that very house had become her lifeline.

At least it was enough to help her weather the storm.

Once Neural Intelligence paid out the next round of dividends, buying the house back wouldn't be a problem.

She had just gotten off the phone with the bank when her assistant appeared at her office door.

"President Fielding, you have a visitor..."

Sylvie looked up, noticing her assistant's nervous, hesitant expression.

She frowned, puzzled. "No appointment? Tell them I'm not available."

the sentence, a striking figure appeared at

tightened abruptly around her

taking in the layout of

state-of-the-art, perfectly

high, it was hard to imagine the company

caught sight of Lucinda, her expression flickered. She sprang to her feet and walked

kept her composure-respectful but

her over, eyes cool and sweeping from head to toe. "Do I need your permission just to see

the pressure in the room suddenly palpable. "I'm

it, didn't he?" Lucinda cut her off, her tone cold

Sylvie like a punch

been around Jarrod, she'd never once met Lucinda in private. Lucinda had never expressed any interest in seeing her, either. For her to appear now, at such a critical moment-Sylvie instantly guessed what was

together and told her

for Lucinda. "Please, have a seat, Mrs.

quickly, handling herself without a hint of panic or

Lucinda could see that.

she didn't bother with small talk.

l.ne

situation has been rather... entertaining these past few days. I always thought that even if you weren't

Sylvie in place,

There was no hiding.

she recovered fast. "Mrs.

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