The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 409

Chapter 409

After holding back her tears for a long time, she couldn't bear it any longer. Tears rolled down from her eyes and landed on Old Mrs. Silverman's cold palm.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely eat well and gain some weight back!" Rosalynn cried while keeping a friendly smile on her face..

Old Mrs. Silverman's breathing became heavy.

She struggled to nod: "Good... good..."

"Ma'am, do you remember telling me about the black sand beach? I went there to see the stars, and they were really beautiful. There was a meteor shower that night, but I forgot to make a wish." Old Mrs. Silverman looked at her, eyes full of love.

For most of the past seven or eight years, she'd been in a daze.

When she was occasionally lucid, she had some idea of how much pain and torment this sweet girl had endured because of her grandson.

"Rosa..." she gasped, "I didn't teach Wayne well, and you've suffered a lot because of him..."

Old Mrs. Silverman started breathing even faster.

"Ma'am!" Rosalynn exclaimed.

But Old Mrs. Silverman held her hand tightly: "Forgive him, and don't... don't leave him..."

"Okay, I promise you, I promise everything." Rosalynn immediately replied.

Wayne stood behind Rosalynn, and his hands clenched into fists.

Having got her answer, Old Mrs. Silverman's hand loosened. She looked at the ceiling, breathing more and more difficult.

." she called out to him again.

"Wayne..."

Wayne stepped forward: "Grandma, I'm here."

"Ayden, be good, be good."

Wayne pursed his lips, not speaking.

But Old Mrs. Silverman didn't seem to be waiting for his answer. Instead, she seemed to be talking to a child from a faraway past.

Soon, her breathing slowed down. "Ayden! I'm sorry! I'm coming to replace you... come... come replace..."

Ayden was Old Mrs. Silverman's eldest son who had committed suicide.

Before she could finish her sentence, the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Her body stopped shaking, and her eyes slowly closed.

"Ma'am!" Rosalynn called out to her.

There was no response.

Unable to control herself, she laid her head on Old Mrs. Silverman's palm and cried.

Wayne stood there, looking at the old lady for a few seconds, then turned away and called someone in to tidy her up and send her to the funeral home.

Around the same time, the official websites of the Silverman Group and Bane Corporation published obituaries.

As one of the first H Country entrepreneurs to achieve great success overseas, Old Mrs. Silverman's name quickly topped the trending charts on social media. Although everyone in the Silverman family had some resentment towards Old Mrs. Silverman, in the outside world, Old Mrs. Silverman was indeed a role model for many, especially women.

In that era, she created a miracle for women, inspiring countless struggling women.

On social media, everyone were commemorating her.

Old Mrs. Silverman's critical condition wasn't sudden, as Wayne received a call from the hospital two days earlier. For the past two days, he hadn't been to the company to deal with affairs because he had to accompany his grandmother.

The funeral arrangements were almost in place, and the memorial service was scheduled for three days later.

After the memorial service, the body would be cremated.

As they left the funeral home, it was already late at night..

"President Silverman, my condolences."

Wayne looked at her, whose eyes were swollen from crying.

"You too, take care." Wayne's voice was a bit hoarse. Rosalynn frowned slightly.