How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 694

He was, in fact, the first in the Silverstein family to truly understand just how much Jarrod valued Elodie.

"So, big brother, do you have any plans now that you're back?" Jarrod's tone was as casual as ever, as if nothing unusual had happened. You couldn't read a single emotion on his face.

Sometimes, Sprague genuinely found this side of Jarrod infuriating.

He was always so calm and collected, never ruffled yet every move was calculated, ruthless when it counted.

"Worried I'll shake things up?" Sprague chuckled lightly, his words laced with teasing.

Jarrod glanced at him, unhurried and cool. "As long as you're not still holding a grudge. Back then, things got pretty ugly for you. With you coming home, there's bound to be some talk. I suppose you'll have to put up with the gossip for a while."

He might as well have branded the word "loser" across Sprague's forehead. Sprague's smile didn't falter.

But he knew.

His defeat back then had entertained plenty of people.

Even though he was older than Jarrod by a year, he'd still ended up exiled

overseas.

a grudge? We're family, after all. What kind of brother keeps score with his own sibling?" Sprague replied

in that kind of

and his crew would come back. The day he sent them abroad,

shoulder,

follow right

quietly for a while, lost

fighting

up his mind: Elodie had to

to become strong before anyone could use her against him. She couldn't stay

talents and status started being recognized by those at

think twice before making a move. He wouldn't

top of

locked in a

upon Elodie's laptop. Then there was Patricia Aldridge, a ticking time bomb with her unpredictable health. It was an exhausting storm of crises, both from

crashing

family this

fierce competition within the Silverstein Group, fend off Sprague's schemes, protect Elodie, and, on top of it all, manage the mess with Ivan Harcourt-which nearly drove