How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 518

The Neural Intelligence project was progressing better than anyone had hoped.

Despite the recent scandal, the guest list for tonight’s reception remained impressive.

A scandal was one thing, but everyone could see the value of the project. Who would let future prospects—or money—slip away over a little bad press?

Unless, of course, Waldron was involved.

Without him, the decision might have been up for debate.

But this was a different situation altogether.

When Maurice dropped by Neural Intelligence, he couldn’t help remarking, “The scale that Jarrod arranged for you is truly top-notch. With the two of you overseeing things, you won’t have to worry about much. He’ll make sure every detail is handled perfectly.”

Sylvie easily caught Maurice’s implication: she and Jarrod made an effective team.

And it was true—Jarrod had thought of everything for her.

“Jarrod put together the management team himself. Even if he’s not around all the time, I don’t have anything to worry about,” Sylvie said.

Maurice glanced at her, his eyes flickering with something unreadable before he simply smiled. “I heard you sorted out the contract breach issue? How did you manage that—did you mention it to Jarrod?”

Sylvie’s expression didn’t change. “No. If it’s something I can handle, I won’t trouble him with it. Everything’s fine now.”

She left it at that.

But Maurice had heard some whispers.

News from the art institute had a way of filtering through the grapevine.

Still, fifty million wasn’t much, he thought. For Sylvie, it was hardly a problem.

As Jarrod came down the stairs, he spotted Grady arriving at the entrance as well.

The place was filling up.

All the necessary permits and security for the reception were in place.

Grady had come by invitation.

He’d assumed that after what happened the last time—the awkward confession—Sylvie might start keeping her distance. But everything felt normal, and the relief was obvious on his face.

Soon, Elodie and Alexander pulled up outside.

Once Sylvie signed the paperwork later, the day’s business would basically be done.

When they stepped inside, they saw several groups mingling across the room.