How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 861

She knew the rules, at least.

On her first day, Elodie familiarized herself with her new responsibilities with surprising speed.

Up on the top floor.

Jarrod toyed with a pen, his gaze fixed on the ring on his finger. He barely registered the report his subordinate was giving him.

He was thinking.

Elodie had also just graduated. She was still young, just a girl, really. Could she adapt so quickly to the harsh realities of the corporate world?

He wanted her to get some experience, and the PR department was the perfect place to temper her personality, but he couldn't help but worry.

"Mr. Silverstein, our competitors have been maliciously manipulating public opinion about our autonomous driving division. The PR department has prepared three emergency response plans. Would you like to review them?"

"The PR department?" Jarrod looked up and suddenly stood. "No need. I'll go discuss it with Manager Stone in person."

The executive was stunned. "You're going yourself, sir?"

Was that really necessary?

Jarrod ignored him and headed downstairs.

The Silverstein Building consisted of two towers connected by a double helix sky bridge. The PR department was in the other tower. Jarrod's sudden appearance was a surprise to everyone.

When Manager Stone saw him, he hurried out to greet him, trailed by a crowd of anxious employees.

Jarrod's eyes casually swept over the desks, landing on the one in the far corner.

A head was bent low over a pile of documents, busy organizing materials.

He followed the manager into his office. The one-way glass offered a view of the office floor, but all he could see of Elodie was the top of her head in the distance.

"Mr. Silverstein, do you have any suggestions regarding the plans?" Manager Stone had never seen anything like this. The fact that Mr. Silverstein had come down personally made him suspect all the plans had been rejected and he was here to dole out punishment.

After all, no matter how big the problem was in the past, Mr. Silverstein had never made a special trip down.

"It's fine. Just walk me through the plans, one by one," Jarrod said, his gaze drifting outside.

Unsure of what to make of the situation, Manager Stone wiped a bead of sweat from his brow and nervously began the presentation with his team.

Jarrod remained silent, glancing across the office every few minutes.

The atmosphere in the room was incredibly tense.

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