How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 498

Joseph’s words sounded more like empty persuasion than any genuine plea—he never once gave his real feelings away.

But at this point, Elodie could hardly fail to see what he was really thinking. He couldn’t even speak to her without holding something back.

She looked at him, her gaze stripped of even the last traces of warmth, replaced by a cool indifference. “Mr. Delacroix, I have to say—you are far more hypocritical than I ever imagined.”

Joseph froze, stunned by the bluntness of her words.

Elodie had no desire to waste another breath. She turned away, searching for Esmeralda.

Joseph stood there for a long time, rooted to the spot. He’d never considered that things would come to this—Elodie laying his intentions bare, with nowhere left for him to hide. From now on, she would never let him close again.

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After finding Esmeralda, she learned Alexander was still stuck on the highway. Elodie nodded in acknowledgment, not bothering to mention her run-in with Joseph.

There were twenty minutes left before the gallery doors opened.

Elodie gazed across the cordoned-off exhibition space, emotions churning behind her calm eyes.

As she turned, she noticed media starting to arrive. Selma, today’s star, was already fielding a few questions.

Asked why she’d chosen a career in art, Selma smiled easily. “My parents have always supported me. Back then, studying art was expensive, but my family managed. My parents sacrificed a lot to give me every opportunity, so I was surrounded by art from a young age. Honestly, I’ve had a smooth path.”

Hearing that, Elodie couldn’t suppress a flicker of scorn.

What a shameless self-portrait. She’d painted herself as the perfect daughter.

The truth was, Selma came from an ordinary background. It was her mother who’d scraped together funds to support her through college. Now, Selma spun that into a story of family “support,” as if she’d always been destined for success.

To be fair, Selma did have talent. After moving abroad and getting her residency, she’d become even more ambitious, making all the right connections and steadily climbing the ranks. She’d carved out a real name for herself in the art world.