How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 247

Even though Neural Intelligence had burst onto the scene with impressive force, Elodie and Alexander kept their feet on the ground. They were practical—people needed motivation, after all. It was time to give the VistaLink Technologies team a little boost, something to lift spirits and steady the ship.

So, Alexander reserved a private room at the Nebula Bistro for that evening. He brought along the tech and project departments, intending to share a meal and talk through VistaLink’s next steps.

The group arrived at Nebula Bistro in a boisterous wave. As Elodie stepped inside, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen—surprised to see it was Jarrod, sending his first message since she’d gotten his number.

—[Are you free the day after tomorrow? I’d like you to come with me to Raleigh’s birthday dinner.]

Elodie’s brows knit together reflexively.

Her grandmother had mentioned this event, wanting her and Jarrod to attend together. Elodie had assumed Jarrod would find a way to bow out gracefully—hadn’t he handled it? If not, just what would they be, turning up “together”? Even before they’d filed for divorce, their marriage had been a well-kept secret. Now it would be even harder to explain.

Showing up as a couple now, of all times, would raise eyebrows. And what were they supposed to say about their relationship? Jarrod couldn’t possibly miss how awkward this would be.

“Elodie? Everything alright?” Esmeralda’s voice broke through her thoughts; she’d paused and glanced back in concern.

Elodie snapped out of it. She shook her head, deciding not to bother with the message for now. “Let’s go.”

Alexander was already leading the group toward their reserved table. Elodie and Esmeralda trailed upstairs, taking their time.

As they passed the second floor, they noticed a lively private party down the hall. Just as Elodie was about to ascend further with Esmeralda, a woman’s startled voice drifted over. “Elodie? Is that you?”