How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

She'd just graduated, yet already her name was known across the industry.

With talent like hers, was Jarrod blind?

"I'm telling you, steer clear of him for a while. You think Jarrod's a pushover?" Watts came downstairs, rummaged in a drawer, and tossed a bottle of pills to Patricia.

Patricia gave a sharp laugh. "What really floors me is that Jarrod actually covered for Elodie, kept quiet about her getting rid of the baby, and even shielded her from the Silversteins. If he hadn't, how else could Elodie have secured her place in that family?"

That was what really burned her.

She was supposed to be preparing for that international art exhibition-one of the biggest events of her career.

But thanks to all this Jarrod business, her head was a mess. She could barely pick up a brush lately, and that frustration was eating her alive.

She irritably scratched at her neck and shot Watts a look. "And you? Don't tell me you're getting too deep in this act. Jarrod and Elodie are working you over, screwing up your plans-what are you going to do about it?"

Watts paused, remembering the way Elodie had defended Jarrod that day. Her eyes went cold.

"I'm not like you," she said quietly. "I can't pretend to be with someone if they've got someone else in their heart."

When Jarrod received the update about Patricia's whereabouts, he'd just arrived outside Rosemary's house.

He scanned the report, slipped his phone away, and headed inside.

days. She insisted Elodie not stay by herself, no matter

door for him. Once he'd stepped in, she informed him, "Mrs. Rosemary is in the backyard. Miss Elodie

thanks and made

showering and was running a brush through her hair when her

she didn't

calls, just in case. She was about to apply some hair oil, so she tapped speaker. "Hello, who's this?" "It's Dad." Malcom Harcourt's

"No."

intention of reestablishing contact with Malcom and moved

frantic. "Do you have ten million

at the phone, her expression turning

talking. "I've run into some trouble with

You built VistaLink Technologies into a giant-I know you're

entitlement.

hardly believe

do,” she said coldly. "But you won't see

back on your own father?Let me warn you, Elodie if you don't come through, I'll rain your mother's reputation. She's a famous

Elodie like a

hard her knuckles whitened, her eyes turning

never imagined Malcom could stoop

Her mother's depression had

of