How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

"Me?" Elodie blinked, caught off guard.

Clifford's expression remained tinged with a certain awe. "A few days ago, we received some inside information-The Silverstein Group invested a massive sum a few years back to establish a company in Verdania. They've developed the technology and supply chain, and apparently, the facility just went online this year. Ms. Thorne, would you be able to... handle the negotiations on our behalf?"

Elodie was stunned.

Jarrod had a company like that in Verdania?

How had he never even hinted at something this monumental?

He'd started preparing for this years ago?

If he was investing in that kind of rare material, the market share and future profits would be astronomical. If he pulled it off and managed to bring it into the domestic market, he'd have the entire industry in a stranglehold.

Plus, he'd be able to dominate aerospace contracts, not just here but internationally. The long-term prospects were enormous.

The profits would be incalculable-enough to make any investor wild with envy.

But... with a market this lucrative, how could it be a secret? Of course, everyone knew about it. The problem was, research and development weren't easy. It took tens of millions just to get started, and the technical barriers were sky-high. Under international restrictions, the failure rate was almost absurdly high, and one mistake could mean losing a fortune.

It also took years of development before anything was market-ready.

No matter how you looked at it, the risks were staggering.

Very few investors had the nerve-or the resources-to gamble on such a niche, high-tech material that ordinary consumers would never even notice.

upfront costs and risks were enough to scare almost

to find venture capital with that kind of vision-willing to stake that much on

there was the

navigate all those bureaucratic

Thorne? Would you be able

established domestically, Verdania might retaliate and restrict Jarrod's exports, costing him a slice of

was essential-whether for partnership or for

her daze, her chest still tight

to keep his cards close to his

I'll try to reach

could be made at home, she'd be thrilled-ecstatic,

be the one opening the door. And even then, a deal

answer, and the tensest part of

The meeting wrapped up.

his face before resolving into a smile. "Mr. Silverstein

innovation. The domestic

Silverstein Group might just be stepping up to

only reason this hadn't turned into a feeding frenzy was because the bar for entry was so impossibly high. Otherwise, every major investor would be tearing

of the

to Watts; he nodded to Elodie before

was about to leave