How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 823

He found it preposterous.

Especially at a time like this.

The child was the key.

What struck him most was Jarrod's tense attitude when they discussed the kid. Jarrod had looked ready to kill him-clearly, the child had to be—

Suddenly, Watts' expression shifted.

A belated realization dawned on him.

Jarrod... had he been faking it all along?

Playing a part?

A jolt of clarity shot through Watts. Jarrod was stalling for time-he must have already known Watts was somewhere in the city.

It all fell into place.

Watts' face darkened, thunderous and grim.

So, when his men reported that Jarrod had already boarded a plane out of the country, it was probably just a smokescreen too.

Watts abruptly hung up, spun on his heel, and dialed another number. "Prep the jet, now. We're leaving immediately!"

Not far away, hidden behind a leafy planter, Elodie had overheard every word.

Her heart pounded faster.

The child wasn't here.

Watts hadn't found him.

was safe, out of Watts'

of hope and adrenaline through her veins, almost burning

to her room. Her mind raced,

time for Watts

had a

minutes

restored.

didn't offer

had no intention of telling her the truth. Once she made her

slightest hint that anything was amiss, acting as if

stood, slipping her phone

on the wide, manicured lawn nearby. The whirling blades

approached slowly and

glanced at her, then seized her wrist

tried to wrench free. But he

was armed and ready for anything; Elodie's face was set

reached the helicopter, Watts finally released her.

"You first. Give me a

question it he nodded

long shard of glass, one end wrapped in a towel, from behind her back. Without hesitation, she drove it into

through Watts' shirt

his

That was her chance.

sprinting madly toward the car they'd arrived in-she knew the keys were still in

if she could

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