Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

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.

Sherilyn was stunned, her eyes widening in

"It's all for you... This building and these jewels, stored safely in the

was emphasized, leaving Sherilyn

said, glancing at Francis

second folder.

"What?"

mind was

see." Francis

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

the

looked up, utterly shocked, staring at Francis in

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

feeling like it might burst from her

her rational side took over. She shook

"Grandma, Brother, I

being stubborn?" Sylvia feigned annoyance. "This is for you. Accept it with grace. It's only right for the Johnson family to give a dowry when marrying off

her brows furrowing. "I'm not a

so much from the Johnsons.

it

felt a

with emotion.

years when you were in Crestwood... it