When Sylvia came to the living room of her grandmother's house, her aunt Lanie Tyler and Lily Windsor were sitting there. The noise was so loud that things in the living room fell to the floor.
"No, we have to separate the families first. These antiques belong to our house. Your husband lost the bet. If we want to auction them, they belong to your family as well."
"Does the company belong to the same family? Don't we each get 50% each? When it comes to sharing money, you can't wait to have it all, but now that it's lost, you don't want to give up a penny. There's no such thing in this world." Lanie's voice has become hoarse, "The bet was decided by the company. We are not the only shareholders of the company. Wayne also signed his signature at that time. How can we say that our family lost? Do you still want it? Don’t you have any shame?"
"You actually called me shameless." Lily ferociously rushed up and hit Lanie in the face.
Lanie was not someone to be bullied. She immediately picked up a chair and threw it at her. "B*tch, shameless mistress, how dare you hit me!"
The two got into a fight.
Sylvia shook her head and walked towards her grandma's bedroom.
To her surprise, Madeline was lying on the hospital bed, but she was very calm. Her two sons, Wayne and Winston, were standing in front of her, their heads hanging down.
"Grandma." Sylvia felt sad and walked up.
"Sylvia, you're here." Madeline saw Sylvia, a smile appeared on her face, and she waved to her: "Come here, let grandma see you."
Sylvia walked over obediently and stood in front of the old woman's bed.
"You two, go out. You have taken out all the things you should take. Now I am penniless. This is the last time I will help you. I am old. You will have to go on your own in the future. I still need to tell Sylvia a few words." Madeline drove her two sons out.
"Grandma, don't worry. Even though the bet has been lost, as long as my two uncles work hard together, there will still be a chance to make a comeback." Sylvia felt that her words of comfort were particularly weak.
"Sylvia, can you do it?" Madeline asked expectantly.
Sylvia was a little puzzled: "Grandma, wouldn't it be better if you sent someone to find her yourself? I'm just a junior, I guess she won't give me face."
Madeline sighed heavily, "The Shaw family has hurt her too much. I don't have the face to see her."
Sylvia was silent for a moment and agreed: "Okay, grandma, I will definitely find her and give this to her."
"Thank you, Sylvia." Madeline smiled happily and breathed a sigh of relief.
Sylvia put the small wooden box into the bag she carried with her, comforted her grandmother and walked outside.

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