How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

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Chapter 517 Preparations for this nationwide talent selection had been underway for a whole year, though very few people knew about it back then.

Now, finally settling her nerves, Elodie managed a soft laugh. "You don't need to worry about all that on my account." There was no deep-seated grudge between her and Naylor. At most, it was a matter of prejudice, and she wasn't so petty as to let a few careless words drag on and cause Klein unnecessary concern.

Klein sighed. "That kid is one thing, but on a bigger scale, I just don't want to see someone as talented as you go unnoticed. I honestly think you could take over for Charlie one day." Elodie let out a quiet breath. "Thank you. I understand." She ended the call.

Her mind began racing.

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Alexander looked over, already piecing things together from the hints he'd caught. He'd heard whispers about this ever since last year.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetopportunity," Alexander said, walking over. "It gives you the perfect excuse to move into sof the top departments. Not bad, Elodie -this kind of exception doesn't coften." Elodie felt a rush of emotion.

After Elias had told her there was a real chance she could recover, everything seemed possible again. Now, hearing news like this, she could only feel pure joy.

She had a chance to keep pursuing her passion, to shine in her own field. Perhaps, before she knew her health was improving, she would've turned it down. But now...

"I've decided-I'm signing up." Elodie drew a deep breath and made her decision, crisp and clear.

Alexander clapped his hands. "It's a great idea. You'll get to see what the talent pool's like here, get a feel for how other researchers think. Your mind's sharp-it's perfect for you." He could've applied himself, really, but he'd never liked playing by the rules the way Elodie did. If he'd been more disciplined, with his background, he could've been part of major projects before even graduating.

But he had a sense that, in a few years, Elodie's achievements would be impossible to predict.

Following Klein's instructions, Elodie went ahead and registered, settled on a date, and made tto prepare. In her spare moments, she kept in touch with Albin, going over the details.

Lately, she'd also heard updates about Neural Intelligence.

Waldron Ferguson was overseeing a project that was absolutely humming with activity; visitors from Neural Intelligence never seemed to stop coming. In just a few months, once the project wrapped up Neural Intelligence would reach an entirely new level.

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Even Sylvie, who'd been in a slump because of lawsuits and settlements, found the company's rising reputation took the edge off her troubles.

The next morning, Elodie received an invitation to a gala hosted by Neural Intelligence.

Alexander got one too. "The project's going unbelievably well-they've landed several major contracts, and the returns will be huge. This is definitely a celebration, and a chance to polish their reputation a bit. They've invited pretty much everyone in the field." Elodie thought for a moment.

The timing seemed uncanny. Jarrod had brought in Waldron to help m Sylvie, and now the project was about to launch right after the art e exhibition fiasco. It was almost too perfect, making sure Sylvie wouldn't be crushed by the scandal.

But even though Sylvie had been at odds with her—and the art show had whad been ruined because oft-here she NO was, sending an invitation. Elodie instantly understood what Sylvie was after. "Are you going?" Alexander's smile was sly, as if they'd both caught on to the sidea.

Elodie narrowed her eyes, lightly tapping the invitation with her finger. A faint, knowing smile touched her lips. "Of course. I've got to sign. on the final defense contract anyway. It's the perfect excuse to take a closer look." Chapter 517 Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

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