How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

He didn't even insist on personally watching Patricia being taken away by force. Instead, he was the first to suggest breaking the news to the press.

This way, the fallout wouldn't be too severe.

Of course, Eaton understood what was going on.

Jarrod was giving him an out—a way to save face.

Now, there was a measured path for both sides. After that earlier deadlock,

suddenly there was room to maneuver again.

Eaton felt heavy-hearted, but not because of Jarrod's "threats." What truly pained him was seeing how Patricia had ended up like this.

"Well then, I won't keep you any longer," Jarrod said, making it clear he saw no need for empty pleasantries.

Watts watched Jarrod's every move, his gaze dark and unreadable.

Who would have guessed, seeing this poised and courteous man, that he was the same Jarrod who had just ruthlessly forced everyone's hand?

It seemed as if an agreement had been reached. Both sides looked relieved, as if nothing was left to trouble them.

But...

Eldrion Global was caught in the crossfire, an innocent casualty.

They'd suffered real damage.

Jarrod out

getting into the car, Watts shot Jarrod a cold glare. "You say you're standing up for Elodie, but you

the kind

clarification could fix. The

had taken this opportunity to get back at them for what happened last time, when they'd tried to trip up

ruthless, leaving no room for

materials firm would now be even more valued by the powers that be, and both VistaLink

eyes cold and indifferent. "I told you-you still have a lot to learn.” With that, he got

his eyes,

and stress. He felt awful. Andrea turned from the front seat.

eyes. His voice was hoarse. "Take

stood where he was, his expression

stayed there for

clenching his jaw

nothing unexpected happened,

away in the

for a

for a moment, then finally turned and

car.

place where Patricia

the time he arrived,

easily. Her time in custody had clearly taken a toll-her mood and appearance were worse than ever. The moment she saw Watts she assumed he was there to get her out. She stood up, agitated. "You're getting me out, right? I can't stand it here any longer. The beds are unbearable, the food's disgusting-I barely