How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 595

Taking a life-there was no doubt that's what they'd intended.

Elodie, on the other hand, was perfectly fine.

Alexander couldn't help but ask, "Did Jarrod take care of it?"

Elodie nodded. "He saved me last night. It was complicated, but I didn't even get

so much as a scratch. You don't need to worry."

She kept her explanation brief, just enough to settle their nerves.

She summed up her encounter with Sylvie in a few concise sentences.

Esmeralda listened, wide-eyed and speechless, before finally blurting out, "Damn... Jarrod's ruthless. I mean, Sylvie used to be with him, and he just cut her off like she never mattered."

As much as she despised what Sylvie had done to Elodie, Jarrod's reaction gave her chills.

Esmeralda hugged Elodie's arm, her voice tangled with worry. "Good thing you and he had a clean break, no drama, no mess. With someone as cunning as him, who knows how badly things could've gone if you'd tried to hold on?"

It was definitely for the best they stayed apart.

She shuddered to imagine what might've happened if Elodie had refused the divorce, clung to Jarrod, and pushed him too far. A man like that..... she didn't even want to picture it.

Esmeralda's words made Elodie pause and really consider it for the first time.

Would he have?

She honestly didn't know.

"What's done is done. You're divorced, end

of considerable importance now-the higher-ups are paying attention. If Sylvie and her friends try anything, they're only digging their own graves. The stakes are much higher now. Your biggest troubles are over. It's time to

these years-whether in the Harcourt household,

were

and managed a

her crew, she could

Elodie saw

glanced at the screen, then picked

cold, restrained voice came through-Ivan Harcourt. "How are

that something happened to

Elodie frowned.

blocked Ivan's

must've gotten a new one just to

be bothered to deal with him. Without saying a

up.

only interrupting her

to thank Andrea for yesterday. He'd risked his life ramming into that car-if

sturdy enough, he'd

e'

hurt. She imagined Andrea was probably still feeling