How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 571

One rejection after another-it was all too much. Sylvie felt herself unraveling, unable to keep up the poised composure she'd always prided herself on. No one could be expected to weather this kind of storm without breaking.

She'd told herself she could handle it, that she'd figure something out on her own before dragging anyone else into this mess.

But now...

It was as if she'd been yanked out of her daydream and dumped back into cold, hard reality.

Reality that stung-a raw, unyielding truth.

She realized, painfully, that she didn't actually have any useful connections. Maybe she'd never really belonged in this world, never truly stood as an equal among these people.

Joseph's reaction, especially, was something she just couldn't accept.

Right now, Maurice was the only one left who might still speak up for her. Even if

all he could do was try persuading Joseph, or slip word of her situation to Jarrod -anything would be better than nothing.

Sylvie's hopes sank lower and lower.

She didn't care about appearances anymore. She spun her car around and headed straight for the club where Maurice spent most of his time.

didn't stop her.

once-glamorous Sylvie look so disheveled, so desperate. Yet beneath the desperation, there was still an unmistakable

around now?" Maurice arched an eyebrow,

a nerve. Of course she wasn't

ask if you know what Jarrod's plans are right now," Sylvie

was out of

barstool, watching her with a faint, almost amused smile.

"So he hasn't

The public's furious with you, you know. You've got a lot of critics right now. If you hadn't tried to publicly attack Elodie, maybe things wouldn't have gotten so ugly. With all this negativity swirling

"Why would someone

at him

looked friendly enough, just like he always

But his words...

face paling despite herself. "Maurice, what are

going to waste their resources on someone who brings them nothing but trouble. What made you think Jarrod was the kind of man

dread creeping up

"I've got things to do.

her

ringing

threatening to pull her under-but she couldn't accept it,