How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 535

When Sylvie arrived at Eldrion Global, an assistant promptly escorted her upstairs.

Watts's office was on one of the upper floors. As Sylvie walked in, résumé in hand, Watts happened to glance up from his desk. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gestured to the chair opposite. "Please, have a seat, Ms. Fielding."

Sylvie searched his expression for any sign of surprise or awkwardness, but found

none.

She smoothed her skirt and sat down. "Mr. Aldridge, I'll get straight to the point. I'm here today because I'm genuinely interested in Eldrion Global. I'd like to join your team."

Watts waved to his assistant for coffee, then chuckled at her directness. "And what exactly do you mean by that, Ms. Fielding?"

Sylvie pushed her résumé across the desk toward him. "This is my detailed CV. If you find my qualifications suitable, would you consider giving me priority?"

Watts, of course, knew quite a bit about recent events.

Especially those concerning Elodie.

There was the art exhibition, and rumors that Neural Intelligence had changed hands. Now Sylvie was suddenly here, résumé in hand—

seemed the rumors

arrangements for you?" Watts raised an eyebrow, tapping a

and Jarrod's already helped set things up for me. But I came to Eldrion Global because I've heard about your outstanding leadership, Mr. Aldridge. If I could

Especially since Watts still...

she

having stayed active after all the

ing home, for

hint of a smile playing

at her. "You seem to assume that I'll make an exception for you. Ms. Fielding, can you tell me am I misunderstanding something? Or is it possible that you're... misreading my

Sylvie froze.

What was he

thrown by the unexpected turn in Watts's attitude.

to understand: There was still a polite smile on his face, but his words left no room for doubt. "Whatever the case may be, let

couldn't have been

if she'd been slapped in front of

never been in such an awkward, humiliating

cared much for sparing the feelings of people he didn't like, and he'd had plenty of practice turning down hopeful applicants. His instincts

her motives almost

Aldridge... you're overthinking this." She forced herself to steady her