How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 243

Elodie finally withdrew her gaze, her expression calm once more. “Let’s not think about it anymore.”

Alexander glanced at her, puzzled. “Why not?”

“This building’s deed is in Jarrod’s name.”

At that, a flicker of irritation crossed Alexander’s face. “Capitalism at its finest.”

Across from them, Mr. Ableson had clearly picked up on their conversation about the office building. His expression shifted, a hint of intrigue in his eyes. “You two don’t know, do you?”

Elodie looked up, eyebrow arched.

Mr. Ableson nodded toward the glass tower across the street. “A new company’s moving in over there.”

He elaborated, “You’ve heard of Sylvie, right? The one who’s been in the tabloids for dating Mr. Silverstein from The Silverstein Group? She didn’t join that firm—instead, she’s opening her own drone company. That entire building is her official address. News just broke today. The company’s called Neural Intelligence.”

Alexander’s face changed instantly.

Sylvie hadn’t joined The Silverstein Group? She was going solo?

Elodie’s brows knitted together. “When did this happen?”

“News went public this morning,” Mr. Ableson replied, “though they’re still in the setup phase. Papers say it’s registered already. But look at that building—seven full floors. That’s not small potatoes.”

Not small at all, in fact. It was downright audacious.

Opening a company of that scale took layers of approvals—and just the funding alone would run into the hundreds of millions.

Elodie was certain: Sylvie couldn’t possibly have that kind of capital on her own.

A hush fell over her.

That building was Jarrod’s private property.

And Sylvie’s new company was moving in right there.

Suddenly, Elodie remembered what Sylvie had said to Keith on the phone last night. It all clicked.

So… last night, had Jarrod been helping Sylvie set up her business?

She’d assumed Jarrod would simply slot Sylvie into The Silverstein Group, personally ensuring her rise through the ranks.