How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 532

Sylvie let out a small sigh of relief when she finally saw the code.

She only knew Jarrod was most likely staying somewhere in this area, so she decided to wait here for him to return.

At the door, she entered the code.

Beep, beep-

The lock didn't budge. The screen flashed an error.

Sylvie frowned and double-checked the code Octavia had sent her. She tried again—same result. Still wrong.

She shot Octavia a text:

**Sylvie:** Did you maybe send me the wrong code?

Octavia replied almost immediately:

**Octavia:** That can't be! I used that code last time I was there. I guess my

brother must've changed it?

-He never told you? Haven't you been over before?

was clear,

changed the code and hadn't bothered to tell

Sylvie's

course Jarrod hadn't mentioned any of this. They

Octavia had asked, Sylvie

slipped my mind.

phone away and glanced

sign of anyone around-not even a housekeeper in

turned to leave, her phone buzzed. Jarrod was

hurried to answer. His voice, always calm

last few days. I

been twisting in

what's been keeping you busy lately. And I happen to have a

if nothing in the world

town on short notice. Met

Maurice had said-Jarrod had been running around for her sake, making arrangements for

you weren't home. Maybe we can catch up

your preparations," Jarrod said, his

ever shake him—not even if the sky were falling.

Mr. Ferguson more

more guidance was a good