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?

then all eyes

glanced up at Elodie, saying

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

words sent a ripple

was she getting

it—she

you? This isn't VistaLink

might work in your

Elodie lost

Elodie ignored

her long

the table strides purposeful. Her eyes past Jarrod,

afraid I have some unfortunate news for everyone,"

immediately

arms folded, watching

the table

real controlling interest behind Neural Intelligence belongs to Nexus

Silence crashed down.

very air in the room

mind reeling,

her feet, sarcasm sharpening her features. "Elodie, did you roll out of bed and start dreaming, or are you just

looked at her. "You can check the

Jarrod, who was still seated with his usual air of detachment.