Chapter 518

The Neural Intelligence project was progressing better than anyone had hoped. Despite the recent scandal, the guest list for tonight's reception remained impressive.

A scandal was one thing, but everyone could see the value of the project. Who would let future prospects-or money-slip away over a little bad press?

Unless, of course, Waldron was involved.

Without him, the decision might have been up for debate.

But this was a different situation altogether.

When Maurice dropped by Neural Intelligence, he couldn't help remarking, "The scale that Jarrod arranged for you is truly top-notch. With the two of you overseeing things, you won't have to worry about much. He'll make sure every detail is handled perfectly."

Sylvie easily caught Maurice's implication: she and Jarrod made an effective team.

And it was true-Jarrod had thought of everything for her.

"Jarrod put together the management team himself. Even if he's not around all the time, I don't have anything to worry about," Sylvie said.

Maurice glanced at her, his eyes flickering with something unreadable before he simply smiled. "I heard you sorted out the contract breach issue? How did you manage that did you mention it to Jarrod?"

Sylvie's expression didn't change. "No. If it's something I can handle, I won't trouble him with it. Everything's fine now."

She left it at that.

But Maurice had heard some whispers.

art institute had a way of filtering through the

much, he thought. For Sylvie,

spotted Grady arriving at the entrance as

was

permits and security

come

might start keeping her distance. But everything felt normal, and the

Elodie and Alexander pulled up

paperwork later, the day's business

they stepped inside, they saw several groups mingling across

by a few

the first to spot

an excuse to see Elodie again. After the fiasco at the gallery, she'd tried reaching out

even a

chance.

Elodie had shown up

didn't dwell on it. She strode over to greet

restored since their

The poise of someone destined to do

pause, Sylvie turned to Elodie

confidence-her heels clicking, her posture unyielding. There was always a certain aloofness in her gaze, even

your presence, Ms. Thorne," Sylvie said, light

to draw attention to the Neural intelligence initiative, partly to drown out the memory of

wanted to talk: she wanted

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