EuropeNovelChapter 283 She picked a number at random.
She had no idea who she'd be paired with.
For a brief moment, the lively chatter around her seemed to pause, just for a couple of seconds, before the room erupted in noise again.
Elodie had the distinct sense that someone was standing in front of her.
The person didn't say a word.
But Elodie caught a faint, familiar scent-cool and crisp-that made her freeze mid-movement.
She hesitated, and as she realized who it probably was, a silent frown creased her brow.
Just then, Jarrod's voice sounded above her. "Lost in thought?" Elodie couldn't understand why he'd cover, so she replied, "Mr. Silverstein could have refused, you know." "Con, it's just for fun. It's Mr. Harcourt's celebration-playing along won't hurt." His tone was unhurried, almost amused.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe couldn't see his face, but there was nothing she could say in response; he had a point.
If she made too much of a fuss, it would just seem petty-especially since hardly anyone here knew the real story between them.
If she acted strange now, it would only invite suspicion.
Everyone in Sylvie's group already knew Elodie had drawn Jarrod's number.
When Naylor cover, curiosity got the better of him. "Ms. Fielding, aren't you bothered that Elodie picked Mr. Silverstein?" Sylvie's expression didn't change; she answered smoothly, "There's nothing to be bothered about." "I was the one who told Jarrod to go over. Otherwise, Elodie would've been standing there alone. That would have been awkward." Naylor nodded, finally understanding. That made sense.
If Jarrod's girlfriend hadn't given her blessing herself, he probably wouldn't have agreed to this.
No doubt about it: a woman who knows she's loved is always confident.
Watts, who had just returned from a phone call, noticed the scene as well. He looked puzzled. "So, Mr. Silverstein and Ms. Thorne know each other?" Naylor frowned and instinctively glanced at Sylvie.
He couldn't exactly say Elodie had an unrequited crush.
Sylvie met Watts' gaze. It was instantly clear to her that he was someone of distinction, and that he and Naylor were acquainted-he must be important.
"And you are?" she asked politely.
Watts finally seemed to notice Sylvie standing beside them.
"Sorry, didn't see you there. I'm Watts," he said.
Didn't notice her? Sylvie just gave a faint, polite smile, not taking the comment to heart.
She'd heard similar lines from plenty of people eager to make her acquaintance.
Now, she thought she understood why Watts had made such a show of inviting Elodie to dance earlier...
Since Watts hadn't really introduced himself, Naylor didn't volunteer any information about his true identity.
Meanwhile Blindfolded, Elodie had completely lost her sense of direction.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe food she was supposed to feed was fruit.
The gwas meant to be a playful, intimate icebreaker for the engaged couple and a few other hopeful pairs at the party. But against all odds, she'd drawn Jarrod's number.
After several failed attempts, Elodie gave up on worrying about whether playing along properly. She she was playing along reached up, ready to remove her blindfold and bow out. "Getting impatient, aren't we?" Jarrod's voice cfrom above, casual, with the faintest trace of a laugh.
Elodie frowned.
He'd probably bent down a bit to help her out, his tone light. "You really an't guess how tall am? Still can't find me?" She could feel him edging closer, his presence unmistakable.
Beneath the blindfold, her eyebrows drew together and she almost instinctively stepped back.
But his warm hand caught her wrist, pulling her easily back toward him.
"Elodie, are you avoiding me?"
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