How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 837

“Grandma, I’m not joking.” Elodie could tell the old woman was truly anxious now.

“Do you remember the child I said I ‘lost’ before?” she explained gently.

As soon as the words left her lips, the room fell into stunned silence.

After all, that child was a scar on everyone’s heart.

Even Jarrod turned to look at her.

Elodie met their eyes, her voice steady. “Jarrod saved the baby. He arranged for her to be taken to a specialized artificial womb program in New York, where they kept her alive with cutting-edge technology. She was safely born, and now—she’s our daughter. Nadia.”

The sprawling sitting room was utterly silent for a moment.

Everyone’s expression was a kaleidoscope of shock and wonder.

It took them some time to process the magnitude of this revelation.

The world of the wealthy is full of secrets and technologies most people never even hear about. They’d seen enough strange things that, when Elodie finally revealed the truth, they could wrap their heads around it faster than most.

Suddenly, the old woman slapped her forehead and, in a rush, hurried over to where Lucinda held the baby.

She pulled back the edge of the blanket, revealing a tiny face that bore the unmistakable features of both Jarrod and Elodie.

The little girl didn’t cry or fuss. She immediately grabbed the old woman’s finger.

Delight lit up the old woman’s wrinkled face. “So this is our precious Silverstein great-granddaughter? Oh my, she’s such a sweetheart! Let great-grandma take a good look at you.”

Just moments ago she’d been stern and anxious; now her whole demeanor transformed.

Elodie couldn’t help but laugh at the dramatic change.

Lucinda finally caught up to what was happening.

She quickly joined the old woman to fuss over Nadia, an uncontainable smile blooming on her own face.

Octavia stood frozen for a moment, then ambled over with a grin. “Nieces usually take after their aunts, don’t they?”

But in the midst of all this—

The old woman even suggested that Rosemary stay for a while too, so she wouldn’t feel left out.

At this point, what could possibly escape Rosemary’s notice?

The ice between Jarrod and Elodie had finally thawed. Whatever had been standing between them seemed to have faded away—they must have worked through a lot.

Not to mention, they’d managed to save the child together.

What more could she ask for?

The whole family gathered for a lively, joyous dinner to celebrate the good news.

She knew her brother all too well by now.

Now, talking to Elodie felt strangely difficult, so she stiffened her neck and deliberately avoided meeting her eyes.