How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 589

"Jarrod, what's that supposed to mean?" Sylvie's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she fought to keep her emotions in check.

He looked at her, his gaze deep, unreadable. Even though his expression was calm and composed, something about it sent a chill racing down Sylvie's spine.

"I was late because I had to deal with something. Is that a problem?" Jarrod's tone was perfectly even, betraying nothing.

But Sylvie felt her heart clench with dread.

Elodie, watching Sylvie's reaction, suddenly understood everything.

At a time like this, who else would try something so underhanded?

What really surprised her was that Sylvie would still dare to play dirty, knowing full

well she'd be held accountable for her actions. And instead of just cutting her losses and slipping away, Sylvie had to drag Elodie down with her?

"Oh? I honestly thought you weren't coming." Sylvie steadied her voice, as if she hadn't the faintest idea what Jarrod had been dealing with.

Jarrod's eyes were icy as he looked at her. Not a single wasted word: "You have two options. First, apologize to her and beg her forgiveness. Second, Andrea- break her filthy hand."

Elodie's eyes widened ever so slightly.

She was stunned to hear words like that from Jarrod, a man who was always so poised, so self-controlled.

Sylvie froze, then stared at him in disbelief.

over from Europe as a "special assistant," but everyone knew she was really Jarrod's bodyguard. Keith had once mentioned she was ruthless when it

Sylvie knew it wouldn't be as simple as just saying

Jarrod's anger simmering beneath his calm facade, and though he still looked

glancing at him in

He's... actually angry?

clenched her jaw, her face rigid and voice

Why should I have

shuttered coldly. "If you refuse,

breath caught in her

know everything... even about her plan to

icy despair

for his pack of cigarettes, about to fight one, but hesitated. His gaze flicked to Elodie beside him,

glacial eyes fixed on

him in

together so long, once so in love but now, even with Sylvie in trouble, Jarrod could

a woman he'd once cared for

could be this merciless.

what Elodie saw before

course, she knew Jarrod was standing up for her, demanding justice. But really, none

was caught in a storm of

closer. If this dragged on,

to crumble; her eyes were red as she stared at

that Jarrod's demand for an apology was