How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 551

"That's only right," Jarrod Silverstein replied, the corners of his lips lifting ever so slightly.

Elodie Thorne hadn't dwelled on what happened that day, but facing Jarrod now, up close, she couldn't help but notice he was the same as ever. Whatever suspicions she'd had back then had clearly been unfounded. Especially now, knowing for certain that Jarrod had been with Sylvie Fielding at the time.

"I'm going to check in," Elodie said quietly, turning to address the professor. Charlie Sterling understood her reluctance to play at pleasantries and simply nodded. "Go on. Get yourself settled and ready."

Sylvie's hands balled into fists at Charlie's obvious regard for Elodie, a heaviness forming deep in her chest. She hadn't expected that. Only recently had she found out Charlie was one of the judges. Which meant... what if he played favorites and handed Elodie extra points, even if she didn't deserve them?

Sylvie pressed her lips together, a furrow appearing between her brows as an uneasy sense of threat lingered at the back of her mind.

Charlie didn't linger. He roped Alexander Sterling into helping him with his luggage, and the three of them left for the front desk.

When Sylvie went to check in, Maurice Nilsson leaned toward Jarrod and lowered his voice. "Elodie's even more impressive than I thought. She really made the cut. Did you know she would?"

If not... why sponsor the competition for Sylvie's sake?

had found Jarrod's motives harder

adjusting his cufflinks.

wanting to watch it in person. I gave out plenty of your tickets. High society loves this sort of thing—big opportunities,

she fixed them on Jarrod. "Jarrod, will you share a room with me?

and Jarrod was the boss, of course he was here in

sank in. She was actually asking to share

he looked

should focus on that, and we'll stay out of your way-wouldn't want any slip-ups. I've got some business to discuss with Jarrod, so

offered her a way

like that, Sylvie had no choice but to let it go, though disappointment flickered inside her. Still, there would

without betraying

to unpack. She hadn't expected her suite to be this nice-spacious, with a

Mercer would be arriving at the venue, Elodie got ready to head

inviting her grandmother and uncle. But her uncle was still recovering, and her grandmother was too old to spend a whole

arrived, doors