NovelStartChapter 529 Jarrod's phone went straight to voicemail.
Sylvie drew a shaky breath, unable to quiet the restless anxiety clawing in her chest.
The disaster at the art show, her shares stripped away... everything unraveling at once.
"What's going on?" Selma had rushed back after getting Sylvie's rambling call- something so out of character, it instantly signaled this was no trivial matter.
Sylvie met her mother's gaze, eyes cold and laced with bitter irony. "Neural Intelligence is gone. We have nothing left to do with it." She sketched out the whole mess in a few clipped sentences.
Selma's heart clenched, a wave of weakness sweeping through her. She sank onto the couch, face blanching. "How could Jarrod forget something like this? Why didn't he warn you, at least?" A throbbing headache bloomed behind Sylvie's eyes. She hesitated, then remembered what Maurice had said. Lowering her head, she drew in a sharp breath. "If Elodie hadn't foughttooth and nail back then, Nexus Analytics... maybe that would've been Jarrod's way to backup." Maurice had a point.
Using Nexus Analytics to invest in Neural Intelligence would have been the obvious move.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf it hadn't been for Seymour and Terrence, she never would have clashed with Elodie so fiercely.
She wouldn't have handed over Nexus Analytics on a silver platter.
Selma sat there, stunned and motionless for a long moment before snapping out of her trance. Her fists clenched, voice rising with desperation, "Did Jarrod say how he's going to fix this? He's not just going to walk away, is he?" If he did...
All those months of work would have been for nothing.
And worse- She'd invested so much money, only to lose it all.
Elodie would reap the rewards of their struggle.
Sylvie thought of the unanswered call, her lips bloodless.
A spike of dread shot through Selma, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Jarrod...
he isn't thinking about abandoning you, is he?" This whole mess- There were too many tangled threads. She couldn't begin to sort it out.
"No," Sylvie said, her tone icy, almost reflexive. "Jarrod poured a fortune into gettingonto that research team, sendingto the competitions. He never saw this coming." Selma studied Sylvie's resolute face, frustration simmering in her chest.
So many things didn't add up. If Jarrod hadn't meant for this to happen why hadn't he warned. Sylvie given her any chance to prepare? But if he had done on purpose, for what possible reason? ...Elodie? Selma frowned, but immediately dismissed the thought.
Everyone knew how toxic things were between Jarrod and Elodie. Their feud was practically legendary.
For Jarrod, Elodie was the last person he'd help.
"Mom, how could Jarrod have known about the criminal charges between Neural Intelligence and VistaLink Technologies? If it wasn't for Seymour and his crew, Nexus Analytics never would've ended up in Elodie's hands." Sylvie forced herself to think clearly, to untangle the sequence of events.
No one could have predicted any of this.
If Jarrod hadn't used Nexus Analytics as leverage to keep her from being prosecuted, she wouldn't even be sitting here now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSelma fell silent, her arguments collapsing.
It was true if not for Sylvie, Jarrod never would have handed over Nexus Analytics to Elodie. There was nothing left to say.
Still, the frustration made it impossible to stay calm. Her face went pale with anger as she swept a it sketchpad from the table, sending.
crashing to the floor. "Why did even think of moving the dividends m around? You could have begged Jarrod, argued with him,
anything-he'd never have left you out in the cold! Why take such a risk?" And now Elodie had sunk her teeth in.
Now they'd fallen-hard.
Selma tried to steady her breathing, eyes clouded with stormy anger.
Sylvie was silent.
Her mind was too much of a mess to speak.
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