How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 249

Jarrod finally drew out the cigarette and lit it again.

Maurice pondered for a moment, then said, “You’re not seriously thinking of bringing Elodie to the party, are you? That crowd is full of people who know you both. Wouldn’t that be as good as announcing Elodie as Mrs. Silverstein? If you ask me…”

He shot Jarrod a dubious look. “Elodie would jump at the chance to go public with you. Isn’t that what she’s always wanted? I bet you anything, when the time comes, you won’t even have to remind her. She’ll reach out herself, asking to go together.” Maurice hissed through his teeth, drawing from past experience.

As for Elodie’s earlier dismissive attitude… Well, women do like to play hard to get, don’t they?

Jarrod didn’t seem the least bit concerned. “She won’t.”

She won’t?

Maurice wasn’t sure what to make of that. Did he mean he wouldn’t go public? Or that Elodie wouldn’t ask to attend together?

Even so, he felt compelled to warn him: “I think you’d better have a backup plan. Figure out a way to keep Elodie from showing up.”

No telling what Elodie might pull if she decided to make a scene.

And besides—Sylvie’s reputation was on the line, too.

Jarrod lowered his gaze, pondering for a few seconds. He glanced at the text message that had just come in, then said calmly, “She’ll be there.”

Maurice was left even more confused.

Jarrod didn’t bother to explain. With long strides, he headed back into the private room.

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Meanwhile, Elodie and Esmeralda returned to their own lounge. Alexander immediately leaned in, lowering his voice, “What took you two so long?”