How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 709

Elodie turned to Lily. “Did you bring your laptop?”

Lily, still a bit dazed, nodded. “Of course. It’s basically attached to me at this point.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Elodie’s mouth. “Did you organize all the data I asked you to log and email over the past month?”

Lily snapped back to attention. “Yeah—I did. Everything’s sorted.”

Only then did Elodie address Klein. “I have additional copies of the data, kept by Lily. But I’m well aware of the confidentiality involved—she doesn’t know the specifics, and the files were scrambled and coded. With the right algorithm, they can be restored. These are the real test results; they should match exactly with the measurements we took at the base last time.”

It was at this moment that Watts finally paused, his brows knitting as he looked at Elodie. Jarrod tilted his head ever so slightly, studying her.

He’d always known Elodie was careful—never one to leave herself unprotected at work.

Strict protocols at the base forbade keeping too many backups, so every step had to be flawless. There was no room for mistakes.

Especially since, from the moment they’d entered the room, everyone could tell that Lily and Elodie’s working relationship was strictly professional—not particularly close. That meant the backup couldn’t possibly be a sham.

It confirmed Elodie’s meticulousness, and also showed she had no doubts about Lily’s reliability; otherwise, she would never have entrusted her with such sensitive data.

Lily’s eyes widened as realization dawned. “So you were covering all the bases? You could’ve told me you had a backup plan—I nearly had a heart attack!”

She immediately dug out her laptop, uploading all of Elodie’s encrypted emails for verification.

But after everything that had happened last night, a sudden thought struck her. She glanced across the table at Watts, remembering that, before submitting the data, she’d only seen him…

Klein didn’t waste a second—he dispatched a team to cross-check the files.

The results were irrefutable. The numbers matched not only the recent field tests, but also the data Jarrod had filed at the Verdania Institute. Not a single discrepancy.

Impeccable. Thorough.

Elodie addressed Klein again. “Now, I want a full investigation into the tampering. This is serious—at best, it could disrupt our timeline; at worst, it’s a breach of confidential information.”