Whether it was Elodie or Sylvie, Lucinda treated both women with the same distant courtesy—as if neither was truly familiar to her.

Jarrod caught the subtle shift in Lucinda’s expression before responding coolly, “Elodie’s always carried herself with dignity. You don’t need to worry about her causing a scene.”

Only if she were truly pushed to the edge would Elodie ever make trouble. Otherwise, she’d never air her grievances in public.

Lucinda hesitated, but in the end, she seemed to accept his answer.

She fixed her gaze on Jarrod and asked, “Have you made up your mind? Sylvie’s education really is impressive. In her field, women are on the rise and there’s every chance she could make it all the way to politics. But her family background is rather ordinary—no companies, no family business to speak of.”

Lucinda had already looked into it.

Sylvie’s mother was an artist; though she’d made a fortune back in the day and probably had several million stashed away, there was no company, no capital to leverage. In their social circles, artists—even successful ones—were a dime a dozen if you cared to cultivate them. Hardly anything special.

Still… Sylvie’s credentials as a top-tier graduate and her potential future prospects were nothing to sneeze at. If the Silverstein family wanted to give her a push, it wouldn’t be difficult.

But Jarrod didn’t seem interested in discussing it further.

As he left, he said simply, “I have my own plans. There’s no need for you to get involved.”

Elodie finished packing her suitcase.

Alexander had already booked their flights-they’d be heading back to Eldermere today.

This trip had been rewarding, sparking new inspiration and ideas for her. She was looking forward to discussing a fresh direction for VistaLink Technologies with Alexander once they got home.

Elodie felt genuinely lighthearted as she made her way downstairs.

Most of the group was already waiting by the entrance for their rides. Several companies were clearly gearing up to strategize after all they’d learned over the past few days.

Across the lobby, Haywood spotted Elodie and hurried over. “Ms. Thorne, everyone was out grilling in the courtyard last night. Why didn’t you join us?”

Alexander appeared just then and answered for her, “Yesterday was Elodie’s birthday. I spent the evening celebrating with her.”

Haywood’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh! Happy birthday!”

Elodie smiled politely. “Thank you.”

Haywood hesitated, then asked, “Would you mind sharing your contact details, Ms. Thorne? I think we’ll have more opportunities to connect professionally once we’re back in the city.”

Elodie didn’t refuse. She could tell Haywood was sincere-straightforward, nothing calculated about him. They exchanged numbers.

Then she and Alexander headed off to find Mr. Charlie Sterling.

Not far away, Joseph had noticed the exchange. He walked over and asked,

“Haywood, you know Ms. Thorne well? What were you two talking about?”

Haywood replied, “Yesterday was her birthday, so I wished her a happy birthday when I saw her.”

Joseph’s expression immediately grew serious.

Elodie’s birthday? That means Jarrod was with Sylvie last night…

Haywood, oblivious to Joseph’s reaction, couldn’t help but remark, “Ms. Thorne is easily one of the most innovative young people I’ve met. Honestly, Mr. Delacroix, have you thought about recruiting her?”

Joseph was taken aback. Praise from Haywood was rare.

“Recruit her?”

“I’ve had a few conversations with Ms. Thorne. Her insights into drone technology are remarkable. She’s got real vision-she sees things clearly.” Admiration-and a hint of envy-colored Haywood’s voice.

Joseph’s expression shifted as the words sank in.

Elodie… has expertise in drones?