How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 526

Chapter 526

Sylvie's pupils contracted sharply.

She remembered something she'd once said to Elodie at a celebration party—a

line that now came back to slap her in the face, hard.

She felt as if invisible hands were squeezing her throat, making it nearly

impossible to breathe.

Instinctively, she reached out for something, anything, to steady herself. Her eyes landed on Jarrod.

But Jarrod's gaze was already fixed on Elodie.

He stood, pushing his chair back. "Since Ms. Thorne has made her decision, and Sylvie is at fault, there's really nothing more to say. Let's end it here."

His words hit Sylvie like a punch to the chest.

She wanted to protest, but she couldn't.

Elodie had achieved exactly what she wanted.

There was no point wasting any more energy on this. The proxy agreement with Jarrod had been unexpected, but now that she had this knife, why not use it?

off her mother's work, was

should the wicked ever get a

today was

she could say

herself. Nobody forced her

for the door. Maurice watched it

unyielding. Still, he couldn't help glancing

Years of carefully cultivated pride crumbled in an instant, replaced

was ashen, her steps urgent, heels clicking as

Elodie by the wrist, yanking her

up, ready to strike Elodie

had been standing by Elodie's side, reacted instantly. His expression darkened as he intercepted Sylvie's arm, shoving her away with a steely glare. "You think you have the right to

you can't handle the consequences, you shouldn't have

blame?

of Alexander's shove

beyond reason now; no one could expect rationality in

it's not Elodie who's vicious? Elodie, aren't you afraid karma will bite back?" Sylvie's fists clenched as

and her mother-Elodie had crushed them,

unraveling composure and could only

your mother deserve?” Elodie's voice was

Sylvie went paper pale.

her another glance. She walked out, leaving the chaos

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