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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 107

Sylvie could see right through Esmeralda's veiled jab. Her brows drew together in irritation as she fixed the woman with a cold stare.

She was sure she'd never done a thing to provoke Esmeralda. But judging by Esmeralda's attitude, Elodie was probably behind this latest bit of drama.

Sylvie shot a glance at Elodie, who stood nearby, her expression betraying a flicker of impatience. Typical Elodie—this was just another of her petty tricks, the kind that never quite managed to make an impact. If she couldn't compete in any other way, she'd resort to cheap schemes like these.

Grady, meanwhile, was genuinely curious about the question Esmeralda had raised. Given how fiercely Jarrod always stood up for Sylvie, one might assume they were together—except Grady couldn't recall Jarrod ever introducing Sylvie as his girlfriend.

So, was Jarrod simply pursuing her? Did that mean Grady still had a shot?

Naylor turned to Sylvie as well, clearly waiting for her answer.

Sylvie pressed her lips together, just about to speak, when a tall, broad-shouldered figure stepped up beside her. Jarrod's gaze swept over Esmeralda, cool and unreadable, pausing for a split second on Elodie before he spoke, his tone detached. "If you're so curious about this, you can ask me directly. However I define her, that's what she is."

Relief flickered across Elodie's face, her momentary tension vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, leaving only a faint ripple of emotion she'd expected all along.

Jarrod's words were both protection and a warning. He wouldn't force Sylvie to define their relationship, nor would he let her take the fall for it. Girlfriend, fiancée—whatever title he publicly claimed for her, that was the only one that mattered. He was shutting down any chance Elodie had of stirring up trouble by declaring herself the real Mrs. Silverstein.

And Elodie knew it. If she dared to make a scene, Jarrod would show her no mercy. He'd never been afraid of a public spat, especially now, with divorce proceedings underway. If anything, he'd use it as an excuse to legitimize Sylvie. In the end, Elodie would be the only one left looking foolish.

She even worried that Jarrod's anger over any attempt to slander Sylvie might spill over to those closest to her.

Gradually, Elodie steadied herself. She'd never known what it was like to be favored by Jarrod, so there was no disappointment to be had.

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