How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 4

Elodie froze.

She pressed her lips together until they turned white. "That's Jarrod's instruction?"-

"Yes."

Keith had never liked Elodie. Sure, she was diligent and competent, but she'd clawed her way into the marriage with underhanded tricks, manipulating her way into Jarrod's bed and then forcing a proposal.

Women like her disgusted him.

"Mr. Silverstein says you're not to leave the office today—not until things calm down in the press."

"If you can't manage that, then The Silverstein Group has no need for dead weight."

Elodie knew all too well that she meant nothing to Jarrod now.

But she hadn't expected that, even on the eve of their divorce, she'd be roped in like this—expected, as the soon-to-be ex-wife, to clean up the mess left by his mistress, to sweep real scandals under the rug.

The injustice hit her so hard she could hardly breathe. Her stomach twisted with pain, and she gripped the edge of her desk to steady herself, masking her discomfort as she glanced down at her work badge with a cold smile.

She picked it up, wound the lanyard around her fingers.

"The Silverstein Group doesn't keep slackers, that's true," she said coolly, setting the badge aside. "But this job isn't for me anymore. I resign."

She'd submitted her resignation the night before, right after finalizing the divorce papers.

Maybe the paperwork hadn't reached Jarrod yet, but she wasn't about to handle Sylvie's mess today.

"Don't come to me about Sylvie again. Please let Mr. Silverstein assign someone else. The Silverstein Group is a massive company—I'm sure it won't fall apart without me."

Keith was momentarily stunned.

Elodie was really quitting?

She was actually willing to walk away from the one job that kept her close to Mr. Silverstein?

Then again, maybe this was just another calculated move—some new tactic to win back Jarrod's attention.

Keith returned to the top floor.

Jarrod's schedule was packed. He was about to meet with President Brown from Aurora Analytics.

"Mr. Silverstein, here's the Aurora Analytics contract for your review."

Jarrod glanced over it, then asked, "How's the PR team handling the Sylvie situation?"

Keith hesitated. "Ms. Thorne… well—"