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 were, with enemies

least Jarrod

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

twitched. He managed a half-hearted smile, but a vein

old

she beamed and walked over.

simply nodded. "It's nothing. Your birthday's tomorrow, so I wanted to come home early and

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.

agreed softly and

the last day. Even if her grandmother's family came and the truth about her divorce slipped

interrupt the grandmother and

quietly slipped out of

hallway for a while, stopping

a long time for Watts to

gave nothing away. "Mr. Silverstein, your work is just

easy to handle. Jarrod's always two steps ahead that's the only reason he pulled this off. I still have

interest

You just handed Jarrod

would

to waste any more words,

the window, his usually relaxed features hardened

of Jarrod snatching victory from him yet again,

down at the

his palm-the one that had

but the cleaning staff recovered

at the

a long time, his mind