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The group of visitors took their leave.

Sylvie pulled out her phone and sent a quick message, telling Jason, “You all go ahead and eat together—Jarrod ordered enough for everyone.”

Jason grinned, immediately replying, “Well then, I won’t stand on ceremony. Looks like I get to enjoy Mr. Silverstein’s care package thanks to Ms. Fielding’s good graces.”

Sylvie gave a small laugh and returned to her conversation.

Jason came over, handing out lunch boxes to Elodie and Esmeralda.

“You must be starving. Dig in—Mr. Silverstein’s got a soft spot for people.”

Esmeralda’s expression remained stiff. “Is it really okay for us to eat Mr. Silverstein’s lunch for Ms. Fielding?”

Jason chuckled. “Mr. Silverstein dotes on Ms. Fielding, sure, but he’s thoughtful—he made sure everyone was taken care of.”

He waved a few more colleagues over to grab their meals.

Esmeralda gave a mocking snort. “First wife eating the mistress’s leftovers—now I’ve seen everything.”

Before she could say more, Elodie picked up a tender strip of roast beef and popped it into Esmeralda’s mouth, her voice calm and gentle. “Didn’t you say you were hungry? Eat.”

Esmeralda’s mouth watered on instinct; she chewed twice, then glanced at Elodie’s nonchalant, serene face.

A grin split her lips. “Can’t deny it—free gourmet food always tastes better.”

Elodie allowed herself a faint smile before returning her focus to the lines of code on her laptop.

By the time things wrapped up at Nexus Analytics, it was nearly two.

Sylvie slipped away a few minutes early, hurrying to catch the elevator upstairs.

Jason watched her go, then said, “Mr. Silverstein must be on his way. No worries—we’re pretty much done here anyway.”

He pulled out his phone. “We’ve set up a work chat for this project—helps streamline communication. Ms. Mercer, Ms. Thorne, I’ll add you both.”

Elodie nodded her agreement, and Jason politely escorted them downstairs.

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