How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 355

He really lacked vision.

Alexander was just going to let Elodie get away with this?

“Goodbye, Mr. Whitaker.” Sylvie didn’t press further. With graceful composure, she nodded to Naylor, then turned and walked away.

She carried herself with quiet pride, refusing to stoop to Elodie’s petty provocations.

Naylor watched Sylvie’s retreating figure for a moment, then glanced up at the glass tower that he hadn’t even bothered to enter.

He wished he could just walk away too, ignore VistaLink Technologies entirely. But he didn’t have that luxury. If he didn’t buy the patent, he’d be surrendering the entire market.

The thought soured his mood further.

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Sylvie didn’t linger long outside VistaLink. She knew perfectly well that Alexander was avoiding her because Elodie had him firmly under her thumb. Waiting around would accomplish nothing.

But if she didn’t use VistaLink’s flight control system, Neural Intelligence would fall hopelessly behind—maybe even get swept away by the next technological wave.

She couldn’t help but wonder just how much brainpower VistaLink had assembled. Was there someone else behind the scenes, some hidden genius besides Alexander? It had to be something extraordinary to build a system like this.

Once she got in the car, Sylvie glanced back at the sleek glass façade of VistaLink. Her expression grew colder, touched with a bitter chill.

In the end, she pulled out her phone and dialed Jarrod.

He took a long time to pick up. Sylvie rubbed her forehead and sighed. “Jarrod, Mr. Sterling refused to see me. VistaLink’s people told me to book an appointment with Elodie. Honestly, I doubt Elodie ever intends to meet with me—it’s probably just a tactic to keep me waiting.”

She found such pettiness beneath her.

Jarrod’s tone was calm and even. “I understand. Come back for now.”