How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 341

Watts didn’t refuse to take a look.

He flipped through the proposal for a while before nodding. “Not bad. Neural Intelligence has been on my radar lately—President Fielding, you’ve got some pretty fresh ideas in this area.”

Sylvie offered a polite smile. “Thank you. I hope if we do end up working together, we’re on the same page philosophically. Mr. Aldridge, do you think it’s feasible?”

Watts closed the folder.

He slid it back across the table to her, his expression relaxed but leaving no room for argument. “I’m sorry, but Eldrion Global already has other plans at the moment.”

Sylvie blinked, surprised.

Was that a rejection?

Watts glanced at her, his tone even and measured. “Eldrion Global evaluates partners on a variety of factors. My personal opinion doesn’t carry much weight—right now, the company has already set its sights elsewhere. President Fielding, thank you for coming all this way.”

Sylvie didn’t know what these “other plans” entailed.

But his meaning was clear enough; she saw no point in pressing further.

After the initial surprise, she found she could understand. Watts had just recently been brought back from abroad—he probably wasn’t in a position to make decisions on projects this big. Even if he wanted to support her, he’d still have to align with the company’s strategy. He wasn’t brushing her off; his explanation was honest and straightforward.

“No worries.” Sylvie nodded, keeping her composure and not dwelling on the rejection. She looked at Watts. “I hope we’ll have other chances to work together down the line.”

Watts stood, glancing at his watch. “Safe travels, President Fielding.”

He turned to instruct his assistant to see Sylvie out, never mentioning that he’d already chosen to partner with VistaLink Technologies.

He seemed busy—after the brief exchange, he headed upstairs without another word.

Sylvie watched his retreating back, then glanced at the assistant standing nearby.

She started turning things over in her mind.

Last time she’d invited Watts to her art show, he’d never responded. Now, at least, he was polite enough to have his assistant see her out. He seemed like a considerate person. So why hadn’t he replied to her texts?