Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel 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.

"Grandma?" Sherilyn was stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Yes," Sylvia smiled gently, "It's all for you... This building and these jewels, stored safely in the bank, are for you too. It's your dowry from Grandma."

The word "dowry" was emphasized, leaving Sherilyn speechless, her lips parted in surprise.

"And there's more," Sylvia said, glancing at Francis again.

Francis handed over a second folder. "Sherilyn, this is from your brother."

"What?"

Sherilyn's mind was swirling. More?

"Open it and see." Francis encouraged her with a smile.

"No!" Sherilyn shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Grandma, please don't say that..."

After so many years, she never expected to hear an apology from the woman who took her in when she was homeless, who fed her and cared for her as her own for five years.

To Sherilyn, her gratitude towards Sylvia was immeasurable.

"I always knew you were a good girl," Sylvia nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I took you in, but I also owe you."

The old lady was well aware of everything. She had adopted Sherilyn, true, but when she suggested Sherilyn marry Gilbert, she had her own reasons.

"Luckily, you two are doing well together now. However..." Sylvia's tone shifted, "This time, it's not about the Johnson family gaining a granddaughter-in-law, but about marrying off a granddaughter. Francis..."

She looked at her grandson, "Call Gilbert in."

"Yes, Grandma." Francis nodded, stepping out to fetch Gilbert.