How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 556

Maurice glanced at Jarrod, noticing that he hardly seemed to care about Sylvie's performance today he hadn't even offered her a single word of comfort.

Maurice found this rather interesting. A flicker of amusement crossed his eyes before he finally spoke. "Well, attitude matters more than anything. It's good you're able to see it that way."

Sylvie felt a heaviness in her chest, but she said nothing more.

Her gaze drifted toward Elodie.

As fate would have it, Elodie and her group had to pass by them on their way out.

The moment they walked past, Jarrod lifted his chin, looking lazily at Elodie. "Congratulations," he said, offering just that single word.

That was enough to make Sylvie freeze, her composure unraveling in an instant as a silent alarm blared in her mind.

Elodie hadn't expected Jarrod to address her. She slowed for a brief moment, glancing at him. He was watching her, his face unreadable, but there was a faint, ambiguous smile in his eyes.

Even Alexander looked surprised, shooting a quick look at Sylvie, whose expression had soured visibly.

Elodie didn't stop, nor did she intend to reply.

instead of fussing over your ex-wife, maybe you should cheer up Ms. Fielding. Look at

Sylvie's face grew even

Sylvie turned to Jarrod, only to find his eyes still following Elodie's retreating

"Jarrod, could you take me

meet with a few of

quickly masked her surprise, keeping her composure. “Alright, you take care

away briskly, determined not to let anyone

a stab of disapproval

least offer a

on his

left

the cold. How could anyone compare

thoughts he kept to himself. In a

Jarrod. “Sylvie took quite a hit today. Anything you

an eyebrow. "Is

be honest, even after more than a decade of friendship, he still couldn't claim to truly know what was going

business, he drove over to Waldron Ferguson's house. Waldron wasn't surprised to see him. With his

a careless smile. "The past couple of days have been pretty relaxed. Aren't you planning to