How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 713

When Sprague saw the situation unfolding before him, his expression froze for a split second—he just couldn't help it.

He was sure he'd arranged for that woman and her daughter to be sent far away.

When did Jarrod step in and intercept them?

And he'd even put on a show like this...

Did that mean Watts might have failed on his end too?

This whole plan had been meant to help Watts secure a massive market, but now

"Big brother, what do you think of this approach?" Jarrod glanced at him, a faint, almost polite smile on his lips, but his eyes stayed cold.

Sprague's face shifted instantly. Meeting Jarrod's gaze, he understood-Jarrod had figured out everything.

He was back now as a warning.

Sprague had never revealed his identity to the deceased, and he was certain the man's wife had no idea who he was, but if Jarrod had managed to bring them

back, he must've pieced it all together.

"Handling these kinds of things-you're the only one who can get it done so quick and cheap." Sprague tucked his phone away, forcing a thin smile.

But deep down, he was starting to worry about Watts.

Elodie, silent this whole time, watched Sprague for a moment.

She kept her lips pressed together, not saying a word.

not know how precarious things

Jarrod was cautious

we all win; if one falls, we all fall. I'm sure

half-hearted smile, but a vein throbbed at his

old lady

and walked over. "Sweetheart, you're all

earlier. She simply nodded. "It's nothing. Your birthday's tomorrow, so

old woman's smile grew even warmer. "Good, good. Such thoughtful children. I've already sent invitations to your grandmother and uncle's family-I've asked someone to deliver them. Tomorrow, Jarrod can bring

softly and

her grandmother's family came and the truth about her divorce slipped

the grandmother and granddaughter's

slipped out of the sitting

for a while, stopping

a long time for Watts to

"Mr. Silverstein, your work is

frowned. "You know better than anyone this wasn't easy to handle. Jarrod's always two steps ahead that's the only reason he pulled this off. I still have no idea how he

no interest in

you, I suppose. You just handed

would

any more words,

stood at the window, his usually relaxed features

Jarrod snatching victory from him yet again, Watts

down

one that had

to lose it, but the cleaning staff recovered it before it disappeared for

at the creamy white

a long time, his mind