How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 696

She had never asked before.

Back then, she always assumed she was the one gaining from it all, so the details hardly seemed to matter-after all, it was the Harcourt family reaping the Silverstein family's rewards.

Besides, she couldn't remember anything from that time. She'd been so lost, just swept along by everyone else, barely questioning a thing.

But today's events had shaken her, making her realize just how many mysteries from back then had never been solved.

Jarrod had never brought it up, either-not a word about how she'd ended up in Room 6606.

Elodie's question came out of nowhere.

Jarrod's hand paused, his fingers idly tracing the edge of his car key. After a moment, he answered simply, "Yeah, I knew."

Elodie stared, caught off guard.

Without turning around, Jarrod lowered his gaze. "There's no shortage of people

trying to pull a fast one, but not everyone can get one over on me."

Plenty of people dream of jumping the social ladder overnight.

But Elodie... she was the only exception.

He never glanced at her, just spoke calmly: "If Malcolm hadn't done what he did, there would've been a world of difference between the Harcourts and the Silversteins."

Without that leverage, the Silversteins would never have lowered themselves to accept an alliance. The path between him and Elodie would've been far more complicated, especially since there was nothing between them to begin with. But after what happened... it was as if fate had handed them a solution on a silver platter.

He'd always been honest with himself he didn't care about the process, only the result.

he said nothing more, simply got into the

clear an answer as

So...

mean... he'd been willing

couldn't process it right away, but pieces

Jarrod hadn't "cooperated," no one could

they'd barely even known each

be that Jarrod had been interested in her all

was true-without Malcolm's dirty tricks, the Harcourts would never have been able to marry

Elodie found herself lost in

checked her phone, where she found a message from Esmeralda Mercer: [Oh my god, I was clearing

at the

had sent a

It was Sylvie's account.

made her and Jarrod look like a

[BB]

"That's her

"Yeah! I was

labeled her

finally noticed her username. What's up

she's someone's

is definitely

Elodie: "......"

seeing Sylvie call Jarrod on Messenger once,

Jarrod who'd set

so close that Jarrod of all people-would