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Sylvie had seen this coming long before it happened.
So while the others were deep in conversation, she leaned over to Jarrod and whispered, “How about lunch together? I made a reservation—let’s invite Maurice too.”
She looked perfectly at ease, as if nothing major was unfolding around her.
With Jarrod right by her side, she felt completely secure.
Jarrod turned his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Sure.”
Sylvie instantly relaxed. “Once you cast your vote, Jarrod, the meeting should be about wrapped up.”
Jarrod tapped his fingers on the table, about to say something.
Just then, the conference room door swung open.
Sylvie turned.
Standing in the doorway were Elodie and Alexander. Even Jason from Nexus Analytics had tagged along.
Sylvie’s expression hardened, her brow furrowing. “Elodie, this is a Neural Intelligence executive meeting. If you barge in and disrupt us, I’ll have security escort you out.”
She’d only meant to give Elodie the cold shoulder for a while.
And now she was crashing the meeting?
The rest of the room froze for a second, then all eyes slowly shifted to Jarrod, who had been observing in silence.
Jarrod simply glanced up at Elodie, saying nothing.
Elodie met Sylvie’s gaze, her tone calm and measured. “Who said I agreed to any disciplinary action?”
Her words sent a ripple of shock through the room.
What was she getting at?
Sylvie could hardly process it—she almost laughed out loud.
She sneered, “Need I remind you? This isn’t VistaLink Technologies, Ms. Thorne. Acting like a big shot might work in your own office, but not here.”
Has Elodie lost her mind?
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