How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 583

When she first started gaining recognition, Elodie had no intention of thrusting herself into the spotlight or making frequent public appearances.

But now, the attention she received from every industry exceeded all expectations.

Even VistaLink Technologies had a constant stream of prestigious visitors.

Esmeralda had been sending her frantic midnight messages, complaining about the avalanche of work.

So Elodie simply threw herself back into her role.

Requests for collaboration had doubled overnight. With Nexus Analytics on board and her own burgeoning reputation, VistaLink Technologies now sat comfortably at the top of the industry.

Once she settled in at the office, Elodie checked the progress at Nexus Analytics.

As for Neural Intelligence, plans were already in motion to merge it with Nexus Analytics for easier, unified management.

She had to admit, everything at Neural Intelligence ran like clockwork. The staff Jarrod had assigned were the best of the best—despite all the changes, operations remained seamless, sparing her from unnecessary distractions.

Around noon, Esmeralda strolled in humming a tune, handing Elodie a cup of iced grape cold brew. “Guess who I just saw on my way up?”

Elodie arched an eyebrow. “Who? You look way too happy.”

Esmeralda burst out laughing. “Sylvie! Didn’t you know? She’s been waiting to see you. Candida didn’t want her bothering you, so she never mentioned it. The woman’s been left hanging for over an hour.”

Candida deserved a bonus for that kind of foresight.

Elodie truly had no idea.

She was genuinely surprised Sylvie had shown up at a time like this.

Especially since Sylvie had supposedly seen Jarrod too, though Elodie had no clue what went down after that.

She turned her attention back to the aircraft wing schematics on her desk. “No need to meet her.”

Esmeralda, in high spirits, popped the lid off her coffee and took a noisy gulp, crunching ice between her teeth. “If she wants to wait, let her. I can’t believe she even has the nerve to show up.”

Some people just had no sense of shame.

Elodie kept working—she still had a meeting at the research facility later, and the pace of her days was only going to accelerate.

By midafternoon, around three, Elodie needed to visit the manufacturing plant.