How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 737

It was nothing, really.

A phone on the table buzzed to life.

Jarrod spared it only a passing glance.

Unknown number.

He pressed decline.

Whoever was on the other end seemed to grow impatient and kept calling, again

and again.

In between flipping through The Harcourt Group's files, Jarrod simply blocked the

number.

Elodie hadn't rested for long.

Her last episode had caught everyone off guard.

There was still unfinished business at the research base-she needed to wrap up

phase one of the project.

She made her way to the hangar to test the new system.

System maintenance was a tedious process, requiring round after round of

diagnostics.

By the time she finished, evening was drawing near.

Walking from the hangar toward the data center, she crossed paths with Watts,

who had just stepped out of his car.

Ever since the incident a while back, Elodie hadn't seen Watts in some time.

Watts caught sight of her-his usually composed expression flickered with

something unspoken.

He stood there, watching her.

up before returning her

hands.

still investigating her claim

it wasn't a simple

Elodie had already figured

knew exactly what kind of person she

no intention of

a greeting, just

out first.

had no choice but

one else around; his voice

could see it plainly-Elodie's indifference, her

him.

over,

her. "You've

you? There's

I'm just here to

from the project

to the side, expression

that with

shrug. "You think I set you up, don't you?

suspension... all

closed the folder, her

a trace

did

just a

politics don't interest

darkened

turned and walked

could only watch her

full weight of her detachment hit him-cold

A colleague?

Irrelevant?

tone had been almost gentle, emotionless, yet

him

storm clouds gathering

He barely noticed.

was

Patricia's call.

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