Chapter 184


    “Alright, alright.” Grace felt very content. “I’ve got to tell you a little secret. Come closer.


    Maybe she was worried about eavesdroppers.


    Grace waited until she leaned in closer, then whispered, “I’ve already left my will in the vault. If


    something happens to me, all my shares, savings, house, and car are all yours.”


    “Granny, I can’t ept this.” Arabe started to refuse.


    Grace waved her hand, signaling her to stop talking, and whispered, “Hear me out. Attlee is too easily


    influenced; he always listens to Olga, and Olga doesn’t like you. They can’t do business for nuts; if they


    get their hands on my assets, they’ll blow it all.”


    That was indeed true. Attlee and Olga were awful at business.


    “But you have the knack, so I’m willing to leave everything to you. Plus, all these years, I’ve considered


    you my own granddaughter. No matter whose kid you are, you’ll always be my favorite and most


    promising granddaughter!”


    Hearing this, Arabe felt a lump in her throat.


    “Let me add, Olga and the others always pick on you, so when you get the shares, either cash it in or


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    straight up kick them out of thepany. Don’t let them squander the Murphy family’s wealth. In short,


    don’t let them walk all over you!”


    Arabe couldn’t believe Grace had even thought of strategies for her, she felt more affected. “But


    that’s yours; that belongs to the Murphy family; I can’t take it.” “You won’t take it? Then I’d rather donate


    it than give it to them.”


    Arabe fell silent again, knowing how much Attlee and Olga’s actions had hurt Grace over the years!


    Grace would never leave her estate to them.


    She said all this with a loving smile on her face: “I wonder which luckyd will end up marrying my


    wonderful granddaughter.”


    Arabe suddenly remembered something and took a gift box, out of her bag, saying, “Oh yeah, your


    birthday ising up in a couple of days. Happy early birthday.”


    Grace was thrilled. She didn’t think Arabe would remember her birthday.


    She opened the box to find a beautiful flower ornament. Theiflower, made of premium gemstones,


    looked so lifelike that it was a feast for the eyes. At the end of the stem, a gentle touch would y


    music.


    She took one look and quickly said, “This must’ve cost a fortune; it’s too extravagant.”


    “Not too expensive.”


    In truth, it was a birthday gift from Grandpa Alberto, but Arabe, didn’t say it, she only said, “Touch


    here, and it’ll y music.”


    Grace was overjoyed: “Now when I’m bored, I can listen to some melodies.”


    I was a custom ornament with hundreds of uplifting piano songs.


    “There are two more gifts.” These two were actually from Arabe.


    Grace was surprised and delighted. “More?”


    “This is a senior–friendly phone.” Arabe had set it up for her; the apps were straightforward and easy


    to use: “Tap here to contact me.”


    “This is great! This is great!” Grace was missing something to keep in touch with Arabe. “I’ve got to


    hide this so Olga and the others don’t find it.”


    “There’s also a bracelet; it suits you well.”


    It was a piece of premium gemstone. Arabe thought it matched Grace’s temperament perfectly. She


    picked it out herself, designed it, and had it made into this bracelet. Its value exceeded that of the


    bracelet she gave before.


    “Arabe, you’re such a good kid.” Grace was moved to tears: “I love it; help me put it on!”