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.

stunned, her

these jewels, stored safely in the bank, are for you too. It's your dowry from

was emphasized, leaving Sherilyn speechless, her

Sylvia said, glancing at Francis

a second folder. "Sherilyn, this is from your

"What?"

mind was

see." Francis encouraged her with a

As soon as she saw

was the

utterly shocked, staring

echoed Sylvia's earlier tone, "It's

heart raced, feeling like it might burst from her

She shook her head and pushed the

Brother, I can't accept

"This is for you. Accept it with grace. It's only right

"I'm not a Johnson by

the Johnsons. How

hand and giving it a reassuring pat. "You're my granddaughter, aren't

elderly woman felt a

emotion. Her voice was hoarse,

you were

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