How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 786

The recent chaos at the board meeting hadn’t died down yet—everyone knew there was more trouble brewing.

Jarrod arrived just as Sprague happened to come by on business. Inevitably, they crossed paths.

Sprague’s eyes flickered as he watched Jarrod. “Feeling better now?”

Jarrod stepped into the elevator. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’m almost back to normal.”

“I’ve been swamped lately—sorry I haven’t had a chance to check in on you.”

Sprague acted as if nothing had ever happened.

Jarrod, unhurried, turned his wedding ring around his finger, voice cool and detached. “You’re busy, I get it. After all, with me around, you finally get the chance to run things yourself.”

The faint smile faded from Sprague’s lips.

A chill crept into his eyes.

Jarrod pretended not to notice, his tone steady and cold. “You might not know the details at headquarters, but let’s just say some of the board members are dead weight. Wouldn’t you agree it’s time to deal with the parasites?”

Sprague’s face shifted ever so slightly at that.

He knew there were people on the board loyal to his own branch of the family. But Jarrod’s meaning was crystal clear…

Jarrod’s mouth curved in a slight, almost mocking smile. “I’m not a fan of people who pretend to be loyal but have their own agenda. I don’t tolerate that in my company. Got any advice, big brother?”

The words cut right through Sprague’s nerves.

Jarrod wasn’t really asking for advice—this was a warning, a threat, and a declaration, all at once.

The elevator neared their floor.

Jarrod glanced at the display above the doors. “Italy must be keeping you busy these days. I think it’s time you headed back.”

His words sounded polite, but the meaning was razor sharp. Sprague’s face went pale. “Jarrod, Grandma’s getting up there in years, and we can’t just stay overseas forever. What’s the point of all this?”

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