How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Watts finally revealed the source of his materials, resolving the tense impasse with perfect timing.

Anyone watching would agree-he'd just saved the day.

A flurry of thoughts raced through Elodie's mind; she couldn't pretend she wasn't surprised.

This material was so rare that even overseas, only a handful of companies had access to it. It was a cornerstone of military power and cutting-edge technology, a ticket to absolute influence and, even more, to unimaginable profit.

It was the kind of prize that could drive investors into a frenzy.

Until now, only Jarrod had managed to secure it domestically, making the entire industry—and even the continent-reliant on his production process.

Yet Watts, it turned out, had it too. He'd never breathed a word, not the faintest hint...

Not until this very moment.

Suddenly, Elodie realized just how deep a game this young man was playing.

She instinctively glanced at Jarrod.

He sat with patrician poise, leaning back and watching Watts, unhurried and unruffled.

He didn't seem surprised at all.

ebb away. She waited

was stunned. "Watts, are you absolutely certain about

I am, after all, the next in line at Eldrion Global. With the company behind

the giant that Silverstein Industries is, but supplying for the next year or two shouldn't be an issue. Especially considering—well, Mr. Silverstein has his hands

away. Honestly, I'd hoped to stay out

him coolly. "Mr. Aldridge, your timing is impeccable-not a second

softly. "Just looking out for the

what Watts

fact, two years ago-back in Verdania-they'd clashed over this material. Watts had

very

catastrophic collapse, supply

called

yet, here he was again-back from

company now in crisis and the military forced to choose between Eldrion Global, the dominant defense contractor, and his own embattled firm, the answer was

Elodie was caught up in a scandal-accused of falsifying

the

authoritative institute in Verdania.

reputation is absolute;

everyone knows

was visibly taken