How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 462

Naylor was at a loss for words.

He couldn’t deny it—it was the truth.

Alexander set the file down on the desk, his lips curling in a cryptic half-smile. “Then perhaps, Mr. Whitaker, it’s time to adjust your perspective. It’s Mr. Silverstein who’s tossed aside ethics here, and frankly, Elodie has no interest in what he does. I’d also ask you, Mr. Whitaker, to stop projecting your so-called sympathy onto Elodie. If you want to apologize, keep it professional—talk about work, and show some real respect.”

Naylor didn’t argue.

It was clear just how much Alexander was looking out for Elodie.

Taking a deep breath, Naylor said, “Understood. There’s something else I wanted to mention today. TerraCore Technologies is working with the military on a new materials project. The military’s looking to bring in some tech teams for support. My father asked me to pass the word to VistaLink Technologies—you might want to throw your hat in the ring.”

Alexander caught his meaning.

An olive branch, perhaps?

“Thanks, we’ll discuss it,” Alexander replied, keeping it brief.

As Naylor left, he cast one last glance toward Elodie’s office.

He couldn’t quite put a name to what he was feeling—it was complicated.

Chances were, Elodie wouldn’t be warming up to him anytime soon.

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As soon as Naylor was gone, Alexander filled Elodie in on the military’s request for technical support. Elodie agreed; after all, collaborating with the military could only benefit VistaLink Technologies.

It was solid insider info.

Once the details were set, Elodie made plans to visit the military site that weekend.

It was a good chance to get a sense of things before the sixth-generation machine research ramped up later in the year.

The past couple of days had been quiet for Elodie—nothing from Lucinda’s end, and Jarrod had probably handled whatever had come up.

Not that she would have caved to Lucinda’s theatrics anyway—she simply didn’t want the distraction.