How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 589

“Jarrod, what’s that supposed to mean?” Sylvie’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she fought to keep her emotions in check.

He looked at her, his gaze deep, unreadable. Even though his expression was calm and composed, something about it sent a chill racing down Sylvie’s spine.

“I was late because I had to deal with something. Is that a problem?” Jarrod’s tone was perfectly even, betraying nothing.

But Sylvie felt her heart clench with dread.

Elodie, watching Sylvie’s reaction, suddenly understood everything.

At a time like this, who else would try something so underhanded?

What really surprised her was that Sylvie would still dare to play dirty, knowing full well she’d be held accountable for her actions. And instead of just cutting her losses and slipping away, Sylvie had to drag Elodie down with her?

“Oh? I honestly thought you weren’t coming.” Sylvie steadied her voice, as if she hadn’t the faintest idea what Jarrod had been dealing with.

Jarrod’s eyes were icy as he looked at her. Not a single wasted word: “You have two options. First, apologize to her and beg her forgiveness. Second, Andrea—break her filthy hand.”

Elodie’s eyes widened ever so slightly.

She was stunned to hear words like that from Jarrod, a man who was always so poised, so self-controlled.

Sylvie froze, then stared at him in disbelief.

Andrea had been brought over from Europe as a “special assistant,” but everyone knew she was really Jarrod’s bodyguard. Keith had once mentioned she was ruthless when it came to getting her hands dirty.

And as for apologizing… Sylvie knew it wouldn’t be as simple as just saying “sorry.”

She could feel Jarrod’s anger simmering beneath his calm facade, and though he still looked composed, his words were chilling.

Even Elodie couldn’t help glancing at him in surprise.

He’s… actually angry?

Sylvie clenched her jaw, her face rigid and voice trembling with outrage, “What did I do wrong? Why should I have to?”

Jarrod didn’t bother arguing. His eyes shuttered coldly. “If you refuse, then you won’t be leaving Eldermere tonight.”

Sylvie’s breath caught in her throat.

She stared at him, horrified. How could Jarrod know everything… even about her plan to use her connections to sneak out of the country?