How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 644

The sharp, acrid smell hit her like a punch. Elodie instinctively tried to struggle, but her limbs quickly went slack, robbed of all strength.

Her vision tunneled, darkness creeping in at the edges. She fixed her gaze on the corner just beyond, where the conference hall waited, but before she could take another breath, consciousness slipped away.

The bidding event was scheduled to start precisely at three o'clock.

The club sat right next to the hall, making it easy to move between the two.

Jarrod arrived at the venue just as Alexander rushed up, clearly in a hurry.

Alexander might have had his issues with Jarrod, but he knew how to play the part in public. His smile was flawless. "Mr. Silverstein, with all the talent at the Silverstein Group, do you really need to come here personally to bid?"

Was the company so short-staffed, or what?

Jarrod could see the edge in Alexander's tone, but he didn't take offense. His composure never wavered. "If VistaLink Technologies is treating this seriously, I'd be foolish not to."

Alexander's smile didn't falter, but his tone was all polite formality. "Surely this contract isn't such a big deal for the Silverstein Group, Mr. Silverstein. No need to be so modest."

Jarrod glanced at his watch. It was already two forty.

He scanned the room, but there was no sign of Elodie. Only then did he ask, "Have you seen Elodie?"

Alexander frowned-time was running short. "Wasn't she here earlier?"

If anyone was punctual, it was Elodie.

He pulled out his phone, intending to call her, and that's when he noticed a missed call from her-twenty minutes ago.

He hadn't even noticed.

Alexander hit redial.

rang and rang, but Elodie

voice. "You weren't with Elodie before this, Mr.

earlier reception had been crowded, and Elodie had excused herself a few times for brief chats. Later, she'd said she

the last time anyone saw

for her," Jarrod said, already turning toward the club

his mind wander-after all, Elodie was an adult. But right now, she was the official representative

Alexander hurried

call to Elodie didn't

His expression darkened.

be unreliable. She always had everything under control, never late or careless about something this

Something wasn't right.

entrance to the hall, he nearly collided

eyebrow at Jarrod's brisk pace. "Heading

aving now might notdook

great."

an edge to his words,

a second, his

past and continued on,

shoot a quick

him go, hands in his

later, Alexander came rushing

stepped in to block his path. “Mr. Sterling, is something

help with? I know this place inside