How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 583

When she first started gaining recognition, Elodie had no intention of thrusting herself into the spotlight or making frequent public appearances.

But now, the attention she received from every industry exceeded all

expectations.

Even VistaLink Technologies had a constant stream of prestigious visitors.

Esmeralda had been sending her frantic midnight messages, complaining about the avalanche of work.

So Elodie simply threw herself back into her role.

Requests for collaboration had doubled overnight. With Nexus Analytics on board and her own burgeoning reputation, VistaLink Technologies now sat comfortably at the top of the industry.

Once she settled in at the office, Elodie checked the progress at Nexus Analytics.

As for Neural Intelligence, plans were already in motion to merge it with Nexus Analytics for easier, unified management.

She had to admit, everything at Neural Intelligence ran like clockwork. The staff Jarrod had assigned were the best of the best-despite all the changes, operations remained seamless, sparing her from unnecessary distractions.

Around noon, Esmeralda strolled in humming a tune, handing Elodie a cup of iced grape cold brew. "Guess who I just saw on my way up?"

Elodie arched an eyebrow. "Who? You look way too happy."

She's been waiting to see you. Candida didn't want her bothering you, so she never

bonus for that kind of

had

was genuinely surprised Sylvie had shown up

had supposedly seen Jarrod too, though

aircraft wing schematics on her desk. "No

a noisy gulp, crunching ice between her teeth. "If she wants to wait, let her. I can't believe she even has the nerve to

people just had no sense

had a meeting at the research facility later, and the pace of her days was

around three, Elodie needed to visit the

downstairs,

the red veins in

was waiting and more like she was holding herself

and bitterness flashed in her

a deep breath, she stepped deliberately in Elodie's path and

her gaze icy and calm, saying

alone made Sylvie feel

she were being flayed alive. Swallowing her pride, she stared Elodie and lowered her voice.

Please. Can you speak to the board

herself for begging

she had