How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 487

Lucinda rarely meddled in Jarrod’s life. She only voiced her opinion when absolutely necessary, but now, it was clear Jarrod had no intention of doing as she wished.

That made Lucinda frown, her thoughts turning inward as she weighed her next move.

Octavia, however, saw things differently.

She was shocked—yes—but also secretly a little pleased, and even a bit annoyed.

The fact that Elodie hadn’t told her anything felt like a real slap in the face.

After stewing over it for a while, Octavia decided it was time for something she hadn’t done in ages: she was going to call Elodie.

She wanted an explanation, and it had better be a good one.

But when she dialed the number—

A robotic voice answered: “We’re sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service…”

Octavia froze, phone pressed to her ear, unable to process it for a few seconds.

Did Elodie cancel her number? Change it? When did this happen?

And didn’t bother to tell her?

Fury and disbelief welled up; her eyes burned with frustrated tears.

What on earth was Elodie playing at?!

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The events at Verdant University had been rewarding for Elodie, but they’d also drained her. She’d spent hours talking with senior colleagues before finally heading home, so exhausted she nearly passed out the moment she hit her bed. She slept straight through to eight the next morning—a solid thirteen hours.

When she arrived at VistaLink Technologies, Alexander had already been bustling around for a while.

He popped into her office, water bottle in hand. “Word’s out about you. The phones started ringing off the hook first thing this morning—Esmeralda’s still stuck in the conference room handling appointments. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Thank goodness Elodie came in late; otherwise, she’d have had to face that mob herself.