How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 523

Sylvie had seen this coming long before it happened.

So while the others were deep in conversation, she leaned over to Jarrod and whispered, “How about lunch together? I made a reservation—let's invite Maurice too."

She looked perfectly at ease, as if nothing major was unfolding around her.

With Jarrod right by her side, she felt completely secure.

Jarrod turned his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Sure."

Sylvie instantly relaxed. "Once you cast your vote, Jarrod, the meeting should be about wrapped up."

Jarrod tapped his fingers on the table, about to say something.

Just then, the conference room door swung open.

Sylvie turned.

Standing in the doorway were Elodie and Alexander. Even Jason from Nexus Analytics had tagged along.

Sylvie's expression hardened, her brow furrowing. "Elodie, this is a Neural Intelligence executive meeting. If you barge in and disrupt us, I'll have security escort you out."

She'd only meant to give Elodie the cold shoulder for a while.

And now she was crashing the meeting?

room froze for a second, then all eyes slowly shifted to Jarrod, who had been observing in

glanced up at

her tone calm and measured. "Who said I agreed to any

sent a ripple of shock

she

process it—she almost laughed

I remind you?

a big shot might work in your own office, but not

lost her

Elodie ignored her

her long

Her eyes

news for everyone,"

out her hand; Jason immediately

to the side, arms folded,

on the table and slid them toward

Neural Intelligence belongs to Nexus

Silence crashed down.

as if the very air in the room had thinned to

sat in stunned disbelief, her mind reeling, until she realized she hadn't

roll out of bed and

at her. "You

who was still seated with his usual air of detachment. "Mr. Silverstein's investment in Neural Intelligence was funded by Nexus Analytics.