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 eyes

these jewels, stored safely in the bank,

emphasized, leaving Sherilyn

there's more," Sylvia said, glancing at Francis

folder. "Sherilyn, this is

"What?"

was swirling.

and see." Francis encouraged her

a document. As soon as she saw

the Johnson Group's

staring at Francis in

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

Sherilyn's heart raced, feeling like it might burst from her

over. She shook

I can't

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

a Johnson by blood, just the family's

from the Johnsons. How could she

it a reassuring pat.

woman felt a lump in

eyes clouding with emotion. Her

years when you were in Crestwood...

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