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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 826
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This was emotional strangulation-slow, relentless, and merciless.

What's more, even when Jarrod was frantic with worry over Elodie's

disappearance, the first thing he did when he finally got through to Watts was hit "record." That tape became

irrefutable evidence.

He hadn't needed to use a single act of violence against Watts.

He simply cut off every route of escape.

If Watts wanted to save himself, he couldn't return home. Setting foot on hsoil would mean instant

conviction-his own father wouldn't be able to shield him. But if he stayed away, he'd be forced to relinquish

control of Eldrion Global. Everything he'd schemed and fought for would slip through his fingers. He'd be forced

out, disgraced.

All the ambitious business empires he'd built back home-snuffed out in one blow.

He'd always been ruthless, the kind of man who'd stop at nothing. Emotions were a luxury he'd never allowed

himself, except when it cto his career. That was where he'd poured every ounce of his passion. He'd always

intended to seize Eldrion Global, to cement his foothold, to climb higher and higher.

He was supposed to use the Eldrion Global situation and even Jarrod's own missteps-as stepping stones onto the

political stage, just like his father.

But fate had other plans.

Now, everything was destroyed in an instant.

How could Watts not be furious?

His face was deathly pale, but he understood there are winners and losers in every power struggle. It's just that

his loss cat an unprecedented price.

Fleming watched Watts quietly.

Of course, he'd heard of Mr. Aldridge. Watts had always been the prodigy, the golden boy who left everyone else

in the dust. No one would have guessed he'd end up like this.

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With that background, that pedigree, and yet-forced into exile.

He'd been utterly routed.

If Watts hadn't crossed paths with Jarrod, hadn't set his sights on the sgrand ambitions, he probably

would've been unstoppable.

Jarrod's lips curled in a faint, cool smile. "Mr. Aldridge, even abroad, you'll have your hands full cleaning up the

mess you made. You're going to be busy for a long time."

He spoke softly, then turned to Elodie, gently taking her hand. His voice dropped to a comforting murmur. "It's

over. Let's go home."

Elodie slowly cback to herself and nodded, though she still didn't understand all the details or how things

had spiraled to this point. But she knew one thing: today, Jarrod had completely crushed Watts.

Her legs felt weak, barely able to hold her up.

Without a word, Jarrod swept her into his arms, carrying her protectively onto the plane.

The sight of it pierced through Watts like a blade straight to his nerves.

Today's defeat shattered everything he'd ever built.

And watching Elodie wrap her arms around Jarrod's neck, resting against him in that fleeting moment-

Something unfamiliar began to surge through the deepest part of his heart.

It was sharp and insistent, needling a heart that was supposed to be cold and unyielding.

He'd never been one for honesty or

openness. People and situations were just tools-so long as the interests were great enough, he could play any

role, wear any mask. He'd never known defeat.

until today.

Today, he lost not just to Jarrod.

He lost to Elodie too.

His grand ambitions, his thirst for power, his unspoken feelings he failed at them

all.

Only now did he truly see the bitterness and fear inside himself.

For Elodie, it turned out he cared more than he'd ever admitted.

That sliver of genuine emotion, buried deep in his pretense, had becthe very weapon that destroyed him.

And all he could do was watch as Jarrod led Elodie away.

He couldn't stop it. He couldn't change it.

He took a step forward, almost

without realizing. Pain shot through

his back, threatening. to bring im to

his, Khedd, but he forced himself to

look up, eyes rimmed red, watching

as the plane climbed into the sky.

It felt as though he'd lost something he could never touch again.

As though the only piece of his heart

he'd ever offered had been hanged

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This entire operation, Fleming had been acting under orders from above.

His superiors had made it clear: Elodie's safe return was non-negotiable.

It was his mission.

At the rear of the plane, Elodie still

hadn't untangled all her emotions

She SN tightly to Belrdd's hand,

felting he warmth of his skin, as if

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reality.

Maybe now, it was finally real.

After all, she'd been through a storm of hope and fear. If it hadn't been for her

desperate belief that Jarrod would survive, she might not have made it through at

all.