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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 21

Keith caught on quickly. "Mr. Silverstein, Ms. Thorne didn't come up today."

In other words, she hadn't brought lunch at all.

Jarrod narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

Keith couldn't help adding, "I checked with PR. They said Ms. Thorne didn't come in to work either—she's officially resigned. Mr. Silverstein, is Ms. Thorne throwing a tantrum with you?"

Elodie used to make her presence felt, showing up every day with lunch. Most of the time, Jarrod ignored it and let Keith deal with the food.

Resigned?

Jarrod hadn't really taken her resignation seriously. He knew exactly how much Elodie needed this respectable, well-paid job.

But now…

She'd come to her senses soon enough.

He barely managed a careless smile, scrolling through his phone until he found Elodie's messages from a week ago—her last one, asking if he'd be home for dinner.

She'd stopped reaching out ever since he didn't go with her to the hospital, and after he celebrated Sylvie's birthday instead.

Keith gave a dismissive snort. "Honestly, I think Ms. Thorne's just playing hard to get. She'll come crawling back before long, pretending nothing happened."

Trying to get Mr. Silverstein's attention, huh? As if he'd care.

Jarrod stared at Elodie's profile picture for a moment, then pocketed his phone without replying. He had no intention of checking in.

He stood up. "Book a table. I'm having dinner with Sylvie."

He paused, then glanced back. "Maurice and Joseph went to see President Brown today, right?"

Keith nodded. "Yes, sir. Any instructions?"

Jarrod was already striding out. "Have them make introductions. Let Sylvie meet the right people."

Keith's knowing look spoke volumes. Only Ms. Fielding could make Mr. Silverstein put in this much effort.

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That afternoon, Alexander had a last-minute business dinner and wanted Elodie to come along.

Her stomach had been acting up lately, and with the cancer diagnosis, she couldn't drink. She made an excuse, and Alexander didn't press; he just asked her to pick him up afterward.

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