Chapter 1150

Sylvia sat in her wheelchair, her eyes lighting up as she heard the familiar footsteps. She looked up and waved with a warm smile.

"Sherilyn, come over here."

"Grandma," Sherilyn replied with a grin, making her way to Sylvia's side.

"Have a seat, dear."

"Sure." Sherilyn sat down, her gaze lingering on Sylvia's face. "You look so much better now, Grandma."

"Indeed," Sylvia nodded, her eyes twinkling as she squeezed Sherilyn's hand. "I've been feeling more energetic lately, just in time to help with your wedding plans, hmm?"

"Grandma?" Sherilyn was momentarily taken aback. How did Grandma know she was getting married? Her brother must have told her.

But Grandma organizing her wedding?

Sylvia didn't rush to explain. Instead, she glanced at Francis standing nearby.

"Yes, Grandma?" Francis understood the unspoken request and handed Sylvia a document folder.

Sylvia took it, opened it, and spread its contents in front of Sherilyn. There were two cards, several papers, and some property deeds.

"There's a million dollars in here," Sylvia tapped the cards lightly.

was stunned, her eyes widening

building and these jewels, stored safely

Sherilyn speechless, her lips

said,

handed over a second folder. "Sherilyn, this

"What?"

was

and see." Francis encouraged her

Sherilyn opened the folder, revealing a document. As soon as she

was the

utterly shocked, staring

echoed Sylvia's earlier tone, "It's your

Sherilyn's heart raced, feeling like it

her rational side took over. She shook

"Grandma, Brother, I

for you. Accept it with grace. It's only right for the Johnson family to

a Johnson by blood, just the family's adopted

so much from the Johnsons. How could she

hand and giving it a

elderly woman felt

her eyes clouding with emotion. Her voice

years when you were in Crestwood... it was

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