How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 342

Sylvie’s score was undeniably high.

Even with limited time to prepare, she’d decided to take the graduate exam for Professor Sterling’s program—and still managed to ace it. That kind of performance put her firmly among the best of the best.

It was pretty much what everyone had expected from the start.

There was never any doubt that Sylvie would pass with flying colors.

But as for her so-called “rival”—not a word, no news at all.

Did they really need to guess how that turned out?

Octavia was in the middle of her homework when she overheard the conversation. She grabbed her phone and blurted out, “Elodie? Did she take the exam too?”

Sylvie recalled how Elodie had finished her test early and handed it in ahead of time.

She replied without a care, “Yeah.”

On the other end of the line, Octavia fell silent for a moment.

She’d always believed in working hard and bettering herself, but Elodie taking grad school exams? In her mind, Elodie was someone who always hovered around her brother and the kitchen—this just didn’t add up.

Still, she didn’t dwell on it. The outcome seemed obvious enough, so she told Sylvie, “Be sure to tell me when the rankings are out! I have no doubt you’ll be number one. With this major and that score, I’ve checked the cutoffs and top scores from previous years, and you’re right at the top.”

She was genuinely interested in aerospace engineering herself, and in recent years had followed the field closely. Her brother had an eye for good people, and now he’d brought home a fantastic mentor and future sister-in-law—she couldn’t be happier.

Sylvie knew Octavia had always looked up to her.

The younger girl had a natural admiration for strength, and Sylvie rather enjoyed being the object of it.

She smiled and said, “Alright, you’ll be the first to know. Now get some rest.”

Octavia reluctantly hung up.

Maurice took a sip of his whiskey before finally speaking. “You can’t just coast through the technical courses and the math. If you’ve been out of school for years, deciding to jump into grad school last minute? Either she underestimated Verdant University, or she overestimated herself.”

Back then, Elodie had made her grand declaration in public.

If she failed, her company—VistaLink Technologies—would become the butt of every dinner table joke for weeks.

Sylvie set down her phone and picked up a glass of water, offering a fair observation. “Everyone has dreams.”