How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 529

Jarrod’s phone went straight to voicemail.

Sylvie drew a shaky breath, unable to quiet the restless anxiety clawing in her chest.

The disaster at the art show, her shares stripped away… everything unraveling at once.

“What’s going on?” Selma had rushed back after getting Sylvie’s rambling call—something so out of character, it instantly signaled this was no trivial matter.

Sylvie met her mother’s gaze, eyes cold and laced with bitter irony. “Neural Intelligence is gone. We have nothing left to do with it.”

She sketched out the whole mess in a few clipped sentences.

Selma’s heart clenched, a wave of weakness sweeping through her. She sank onto the couch, face blanching. “How could Jarrod forget something like this? Why didn’t he warn you, at least?”

A throbbing headache bloomed behind Sylvie’s eyes. She hesitated, then remembered what Maurice had said. Lowering her head, she drew in a sharp breath. “If Elodie hadn’t fought me tooth and nail back then, Nexus Analytics… maybe that would’ve been Jarrod’s way to back me up.”

Maurice had a point.

Using Nexus Analytics to invest in Neural Intelligence would have been the obvious move.

If it hadn’t been for Seymour and Terrence, she never would have clashed with Elodie so fiercely.

She wouldn’t have handed over Nexus Analytics on a silver platter.

Selma sat there, stunned and motionless for a long moment before snapping out of her trance. Her fists clenched, voice rising with desperation, “Did Jarrod say how he’s going to fix this? He’s not just going to walk away, is he?”

If he did…

All those months of work would have been for nothing.

And worse—

She’d invested so much money, only to lose it all.

Elodie would reap the rewards of their struggle.

Sylvie thought of the unanswered call, her lips bloodless.

A spike of dread shot through Selma, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Jarrod… he isn’t thinking about abandoning you, is he?”