How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

The entire team moved in a steady stream behind Jarrod's lead.

No one stopped for formal greetings.

Elodie wasn't surprised; this was exactly what she expected under the circumstances.

She hadn't seen Jarrod since he left the hospital a while back.noveldrama

Jeremiah, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice anything amiss. "Mr. Silverstein's probably swamped," he said casually. "He was out of the country for

a bit-just got back today."

Elodie nodded slowly.

No wonder he'd vanished.

But honestly, even if he hadn't left the country, they wouldn't have crossed paths.

After what happened with the child, there was no chance for them to connect again.

She understood perfectly well what Jarrod meant that day in the hospital, when he said he'd wait for her to finish the 719 project and would cooperate with her.

He was hurt. He believed she'd ended the pregnancy before he returned on purpose, that she'd rejected their child-and he resented her for it.

So this was how it ended.

It was only reasonable for him to feel that way.

There would be no more entanglements between them.

She was someone who couldn't even say for sure what the future held for herself —would she heal, or fail, or relapse? With so much uncertainty, how could she muster the energy to convince him to believe in her?

She didn't even have any proof to back herself up.

"You two haven't made up yet?" Lily tilted her head, puzzled.

Elodie ignored the question, turning instead to Jeremiah. "We'll need rounds of testing-probably two more after this. Please make sure your team cooperates with the review and avoids any errors."

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Jeremiah grinned. "Don't worry, ma'am. This is crucial for your future work, and Mr. Silverstein's personally keeping an eye on everything."

Elodie paused briefly, but in the end, she led Lily inside and began assigning work.

The materials involved complex data that Elodie would need to analyze and report on later.

Every so often, she'd turn to Lily with instructions. "I'll dictate, you take notes and email it all to me."

Lily listened, trying to keep up with the stream of unfamiliar numbers. "What do these figures even mean?"

Elodie didn't look up. "Just don't mix them up."

Lily didn't understand, but Elodie was her boss, so she kept at it.

She couldn't help but marvel at Elodie's laser-sharp memory and precision. Where others would spend hours calculating and doublechecking, Elodie's mind

seemed like the perfect inment,

handling everything with impossible ease. Since joining Elodie's team, Lily had never seen a flicker of hesitation or difficulty on her face-she was in complete

command of every line of code and

every piece of data.

It was more than just skill; it was a rare talent.

Lily could almost see why Watts liked her. It was a kind of quiet confidence, the

sort that only comes with real strength.

Biting her lip, Lily finally mustered

the courage to ask, "How did y

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algorithm?

She pointed to the trickiest part of the process.

Elodie finally glanced over. "It's a hive optimization—bring your laptop, I'll show

you an example."

Lily was taken aback.

She hadn't expected Elodie to share something so personal and technical without reservation.

"What are you spacing out for?" Elodie lightly tapped Lily on the forehead with her pen.

Lily snapped back, rubbing her brow. "You're really generous."

Elodie shot her a look. "I've got plenty of algorithms. Let's see if you can actually learn them."

Lily pursed her lips, speechless.

So aggravating!

Elodie worked quickly.

After two more rounds of detailed work over the next two weeks, the materials would finally be ready for use.

The whole process had taken over a month, and the research project was now at a critical stage.

When the day's work was finally done, Elodie submitted the latest data for authorization.

It was getting late.

As she was leaving, her phone rang. It was her grandmother.

She hesitated, then answered. "Grandma?"

Her grandmother sounded lively, her voice warm and casual. "Sweetheart, what time are you getting off work today? Have you been keeping busy lately?"