How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 523

Sylvie had seen this coming long before it happened.

So while the others were deep in conversation, she leaned over to Jarrod and whispered, “How about lunch together? I made a reservation—let’s invite Maurice too.”

She looked perfectly at ease, as if nothing major was unfolding around her.

With Jarrod right by her side, she felt completely secure.

Jarrod turned his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Sure.”

Sylvie instantly relaxed. “Once you cast your vote, Jarrod, the meeting should be about wrapped up.”

Jarrod tapped his fingers on the table, about to say something.

Just then, the conference room door swung open.

Sylvie turned.

Standing in the doorway were Elodie and Alexander. Even Jason from Nexus Analytics had tagged along.

Sylvie’s expression hardened, her brow furrowing. “Elodie, this is a Neural Intelligence executive meeting. If you barge in and disrupt us, I’ll have security escort you out.”

She’d only meant to give Elodie the cold shoulder for a while.

And now she was crashing the meeting?

The rest of the room froze for a second, then all eyes slowly shifted to Jarrod, who had been observing in silence.

Jarrod simply glanced up at Elodie, saying nothing.

Elodie met Sylvie’s gaze, her tone calm and measured. “Who said I agreed to any disciplinary action?”

Her words sent a ripple of shock through the room.

What was she getting at?

Sylvie could hardly process it—she almost laughed out loud.

She sneered, “Need I remind you? This isn’t VistaLink Technologies, Ms. Thorne. Acting like a big shot might work in your own office, but not here.”

Has Elodie lost her mind?

Elodie looked at her. “You can check the documents yourself.”

She turned to the ever-composed Jarrod, who was still seated with his usual air of detachment. “Mr. Silverstein’s investment in Neural Intelligence was funded by Nexus Analytics. It’s all clearly documented. And, more importantly, over six months ago, he signed a nominee shareholder agreement with Nexus Analytics. That means every company he invests in using Nexus Analytics’ funds, any shares registered under his name, are actually held on behalf of Nexus Analytics.”

Chaos erupted.

People leapt from their chairs, scrambling for the stack of documents spread across the table.

Even Sylvie, usually the picture of self-control, looked as if the ground had been ripped out from under her. For a moment, the room spun.

Elodie had come today to deal with precisely this issue.

She hadn’t expected to be stonewalled by Sylvie and left cooling her heels in the lobby.

So be it.

She’d resolve it right here, right now, before everyone.

Elodie’s gaze was steady and cold. “Ms. Fielding, you’ve violated company policy. Effective immediately, your employment with Neural Intelligence is terminated.”