How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 599

At the end of the day, the solution to all this still rested with Jarrod.

If he would just issue a short statement denying the rumors, clearing things up would be as simple as a single sentence. A straightforward "There's no truth to it" would end the whole fiasco.

Elodie pressed her lips together, then shook her head, keeping her tone pragmatic. "Given how things were back then, I can understand why he didn't help. Let's just see what happens when we get home tonight."

The charity gala was being held in Eastborough.

Elodie drove herself over.

Even with the gossip swirling, she knew running away wasn't the answer.

After parking, she walked inside and immediately ran into a few familiar faces. No one acted strangely toward her; everyone was still perfectly cordial.

After all, a "scandal" was just that—a rumor. Right now, Elodie was still at the top of her game, and her reputation was hard to overshadow.

"Ms. Thorne, I've heard so much about you! Surprised not to see Mr. Silverstein tonight—didn't he come along?" An older CEO from a materials company approached her with a broad, friendly smile.

Elodie replied smoothly, "He's swamped with work tonight, unfortunately."

The man just chuckled and didn't push the topic.

turned and made her way

a few hushed

the rocks. Maybe those leaks are true after all. I always thought research types were supposed to be

moment, but didn't

the main hall, she came face-to-face

You made it too!" Patricia grinned and waved, coming right up to her and linking arms in a gesture of

are talking, and some of

Elodie over. "You should be one of the most admired people here, and yet this comes out of nowhere. It

everywhere. Plenty of people felt sorry for her, but even more were dying to

hand wrapped around her arm, her face giving nothing away. "People will

was her

still joke about it? This must be a big deal for you. If

out a frustrated sigh. "And Mr. Silverstein hasn't said a word? Not even a public defense? That's just... too much.

time had passed since the rumors broke, and

to pour herself a glass of juice. "Miss Aldridge, you seem even angrier about

lightly

just looking out for you. Honestly, Mr. Silverstein is out of line-not a word to defend you,

tend to say what I think-don't take

something was wrong. A man like him had no tolerance for even a

"No offense

over and whispered something in