How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 298

“I’m headed that way too. Want to go together?” Joseph hesitated for a moment before finally asking.

Elodie paused, weighing her options.

She spotted the shuttle Joseph had arranged pulling up to the curb and decided not to refuse his offer.

“Sure,” she said, stepping onto the shuttle ahead of him.

Joseph watched her board, then glanced down at his phone.

After a moment’s thought, he chose not to sit beside her, instead sliding into the row behind. He knew Elodie was someone who valued her personal space, and he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

Elodie knew it would take a few more minutes to reach the main conference venue. She turned around in her seat to face Joseph. “Can I ask—has Mr. Warwick started at the hospital yet?”

Joseph hadn’t expected her to strike up a conversation. He was silent for a few seconds, then cleared his throat and nodded. “He should be there by now. If you visit Mr. Thorne next time, you’ll probably run into him.”

Elodie nodded thoughtfully. She made a mental note to swing by the hospital in the next couple of days. If she happened to run into Mr. Warwick, maybe she could discuss some ideas for the treatment plan with him.

The conversation fizzled out, and silence settled in again until they arrived at their destination.

Elodie got off the shuttle and was about to head inside when Joseph called after her, “Ms. Thorne, wait a moment.”

She turned to look at him.

A staff member approached, carrying a bouquet of flowers. Joseph accepted the bouquet and walked over to her, his handsome face open and sincere. “Congratulations on the successful launch of the VistaLink Technologies project. These are from… well, from the resort. We hope VistaLink Technologies continues to thrive.”

It was only then that Elodie glanced down at the bouquet he offered her—a striking arrangement of blue tulips, carefully arranged and beautifully vibrant.

She hesitated, puzzled. “Does the resort always do this?”

After all, Nexus Analytics had reserved the entire place for the celebration. Maybe this was just part of the festivities, and the flowers were simply one more detail arranged by the staff.