How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 522

The next day.

Neural Intelligence made a bold move.

Sylvie wasn’t particularly worried about it.

So what if the news got out?

She’d already run the numbers and weighed the risks—this was money owed to her as a personal bonus and due for payout anyway. Even if it looked like a temporary advance, once she paid it back, the other shareholders could just sign an agreement waiving any penalties.

There were only three major shareholders.

Why should she be anxious?

She arrived at the office early that morning.

The meeting was scheduled for ten.

At nine-thirty, her assistant came in and announced, “President Fielding, Ms. Thorne from VistaLink Technologies is here. She says she has something important to discuss with you.”

Sylvie paused for a moment, not even looking up from her work.

Without hesitation, she replied, “I have a meeting to prepare for. If she wants to see me, she’ll have to wait.”

She could guess why Elodie was here—no doubt about that research talent promotion she’d mentioned before. Elodie must have finally come around.

Most likely, Elodie was here to get the lay of the land, and if Sylvie pushed the right buttons, Elodie would be desperate enough to bargain.

She’d probably offer to drop the lawsuit in exchange for a clear path up the corporate ladder.

After all, what was the point in clinging to old grudges? Her mother was gone, the past was in the past. Better to trade it all for something that actually benefited herself.

Sylvie’s eyes flashed with a hint of scorn—what a spineless move.

So what if she left Elodie waiting downstairs?

Funny how the tables had turned—now Elodie was the one begging for favors.

It was time Elodie learned that burning bridges comes with consequences.

Her assistant caught on immediately.

Downstairs.

Elodie received the message.

Alexander frowned.

So this was how it was going to be? Putting on airs already?