How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 596

Elodie paused mid-step, but with so many people around and too many ears listening, she didn't say anything. She just followed Alexander upstairs.

Back in the office, Esmeralda rushed in, breathless from hurrying.

"What happened? How did this blow up out of nowhere?" she demanded, looking anxiously at Elodie.

Elodie's eyes were fixed on the news breaking on her tablet.

Alexander's expression was grim. "It came out of nowhere no warning at all. Who knew about what happened back then?"

Elodie stared at the report. Every line painted her as someone who'd used underhanded tactics to help Jarrod, even detailing how she'd supposedly "called in" reporters to orchestrate the whole scene. The piece all but branded her as manipulative and shameless.

"There's no shortage of people who know," Elodie replied, frowning.

Back then, Malcom had pulled every string he could for the Harcourt family's business-leaning on old ties with both the Thorne and Silverstein families, desperate for the benefits the Silversteins could bring. He'd resorted to aggressive tactics, even inviting a few industry journalists to cover the event.

He'd tipped off Henrietta as quickly as possible, making it clear the Silversteins were getting the better end of the deal. Out of loyalty to her grandfather's wartime friendship with Jarrod's grandfather, Henrietta started pressuring Jarrod to go through with the wedding.

every angle, leaving Jarrod

so convoluted that even Elodie, caught

really were quite a few people who

to suppress the story at the time, but those journalists had since faded

after all these years? It's just low!" Esmeralda fumed, nearly shaking with anger. "The marriage

was happening just as Elodie's

rare genius in the scientific community-everyone was watching her, rooting for

this ancient

now? Admiration would turn to suspicion, even contempt, twisting her image into that of a ruthless schemer willing

Jarrod were

there was no

set to leave for the research facility

couldn't be more

Jarrod and figure out how to handle

it concerned

Elodie nodded, understanding.

glanced down at her tablet, just as the comments section