How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 564

Klein’s sudden appearance sent shockwaves through the entire room.

As his voice faded, an eerie silence settled for several seconds.

Sylvie nearly lost her composure, her eyes wide with panic and disbelief as she looked to Elodie, trying desperately to figure out whether Klein was telling the truth.

She instinctively took a step back, all color draining from her face. “That’s impossible…”

And it wasn’t just Sylvie.

Every single person present stared, stunned.

Then, as if someone had struck a match, the room erupted. Gasps and exclamations came in wave after wave, filling every corner.

Even Naylor, usually unflappable no matter the crisis, gaped in shock, completely thrown off balance.

The others fared no better.

Joseph, who had managed to maintain some composure until now, suddenly blanched, his gaze fixed on Elodie—who stood there, calm and aloof as ever.

He’d always known Elodie was talented, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined her to be this formidable. The realization sent a pang of regret straight through him. If only he hadn’t given up so soon back then…

Grady, who’d just spoken up in Sylvie’s defense, was equally dumbfounded. His face turned ashen, and a suffocating sense of dread left him utterly speechless.

Even Maurice, usually the picture of nonchalance, stood frozen in place. After a long moment, he turned to Jarrod beside him and muttered, “Did I just imagine all that?”

It all felt too surreal.

He almost wondered if he was still dreaming.

Jarrod said nothing, only lifted his chin slightly as he watched the slender figure on stage.

At last, Klein turned to Charlie. “I had no choice but to reveal Elodie’s identity today. If we kept it a secret, she’d be buried under suspicion and slander. Scientists who dedicate themselves to their country’s future deserve better than that!”

He knew all too well: