How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 84

Elodie finally looked up.

A thunderous round of applause broke out as a tall figure strode in briskly from the side entrance.

When she realized it was Dr. Charlie himself, Elodie immediately sat up straighter in her seat. Her palms grew damp with a nervousness she couldn't quite put into words.

He actually showed up.

As Dr. Charlie passed by, he glanced in Elodie's direction, then turned away with a look of disappointment, saying nothing.

A bitter smile flickered across Elodie's face.

She understood how he must feel.

With Dr. Charlie seated, Elodie couldn't help but glance over—he'd chosen the seat right next to Jarrod.

Sylvie was there too, introducing herself with poise and shaking the doctor's hand.

Elodie was surprised.

All around her, people were whispering.

"I can't believe Dr. Charlie actually came. Wasn't there a rumor he wouldn't show up?"

"That's what I heard, too," someone replied in a hushed voice. "But word is, Mr. Silverstein donated twenty million to the research project just to get Dr. Charlie to make an appearance!"

"Makes sense, though—Mr. Silverstein's girlfriend works in this field. Of course he'd want her to meet the big names."

"Ms. Fielding sure is lucky. Mr. Silverstein spends money on her like it's nothing! Twenty million, just like that. I've never heard of him treating any woman so well, at least not publicly..."

A wave of envy and amazement rippled through the room.

Elodie heard every word.

She lowered her eyes, thinking it over.

So Jarrod had spent twenty million just to bring Dr. Charlie here for Sylvie.

Suddenly, she remembered how her grandmother once ran an upscale vintage hotel, which struggled for years with financial troubles. Back then, Jarrod had never offered to help, not once.

Eventually, her grandmother had no choice but to sell it off a couple of years ago.

Even though it shouldn't have mattered anymore, the contrast now was painfully stark. Elodie gave a small, self-mocking laugh.

By seven, the symposium was winding down.