How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 538

Sylvie had changed, if only a little.

Elodie could sense it—subtle, yet unmistakable.

Was it her true nature finally showing through, or just the result of too many hard lessons? Elodie couldn’t say for sure.

It made sense, though. Sylvie had always been someone for whom things came easily. But when it came to Patricia, she never seemed to come out ahead. It was only natural she’d be a little frustrated.

Not that Elodie cared to get involved.

After checking progress at the factory, she realized she should probably pick out a birthday gift for Patricia.

Alexander had no intention of going along, so Elodie reached out to Esmeralda.

Esmeralda never passed up a party. She agreed instantly.

Patricia’s birthday bash was the talk of the town—a whole cruise ship rented out for the occasion. When Elodie and Esmeralda arrived, the place was buzzing. People streamed aboard, many of them familiar faces to Esmeralda, who couldn’t go ten steps without being pulled into a conversation.

Elodie, on the other hand, hardly knew anyone.

Her social circle had shrunk over the years. Aside from work acquaintances, her close friends really only included Esmeralda and Alexander.

Everyone else? That was all Jarrod.

She and Esmeralda made their way up to the fifth deck.

Patricia’s crowd was eclectic—socialites, business leaders, creative types from every field.

Even Grady was here, chatting with someone across the room.

Esmeralda looked genuinely surprised. “How on earth did he get an invite?” she muttered. “He’s not even in the same orbit.”

Patricia spotted them before Elodie could reply. She set down her wine and made her way over. “There you are! I was waiting for you two. It’s a full house tonight—I hope you don’t mind.”

Elodie smiled and shook her head. “Not at all. The more the merrier.”