True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 619

The Old Master smiled. "It doesn't matter if you don't give it to her. You can wear it yourself too. I didn't take responsibility for her and she didn't have a sense of responsibility for you sisters either. If you are willing to give it to her, then you can give it. If you don't want to give it to her, then don't."

After Grace listened to these words, there was an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

Grace took the matter on its merits. "She was stronger than you; at least she raised us for more than ten years."

The Old Master laughed at himself. "Speaking of which, I raised your uncle. Your mother also stayed by my side for a few years. It's a pity that fate makes a fool out of people."

Grace was tired at this point. She took off the bracelet and put it back in the box. Then she said, "You should give this heirloom to my aunt."

The Old Master was startled. He looked at Grace, suddenly understanding the meaning behind her words.

He forced a smile. "You are a benevolent child. True, it would be good for your aunt. She fulfilled her duties to the Lowe family. She took care of your uncle and your cousin all these years. She was also a good and filial person to me."

"Then just give it to her," Grace said. She felt that it was not necessary for her mother to have it; it would be better for her aunt to keep it instead so that it could be passed down from generation to generation. The Old Master said, "It's your choice. Girl, there are a few title deeds in the box. Keep them safe too."

Grace frowned again and asked, "What's this for?"

The Old Master said, "Take it! Those are for all of you. There's no point in me keeping them anymore. I'll give them to all of you. Later, a lawyer will reach out to you all and assist with the procedures. I've already left a will."

Grace looked at him. "I don't want them."

Master Lowe replied, "If you don't want them, then donate them after you receive them. It would also be better than losing them to someone else."

"You can make a will to donate it instead of using us to do it for you." Grace felt that it was an unnecessary move.

The Old Master of the Lowe family looked fatigued. "I am more than willing to do that but I am unable to do so now. I am so grateful that you heard me out."

Grace's eyes narrowed and she felt something gripping her heart. It was so tight that she felt suffocated.

She said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to stay here and I don't want to leave any regrets."

The Old Master suddenly asked again, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but cough. "Could, could you call me 'grandfather'?"

Grace froze. Her entire body felt as though the energy was sapped out of it. The feeling was too overwhelming, making her momentarily lose her mind. She actually didn't know how to react. Call him grandfather?

That was extremely difficult.

She sympathized with her grandmother's experience in her heart, so she was very angry with the Old Master.

She couldn't say it.

The Old Master also knew Grace's feelings, more or less. After he made such a request, he laughed at himself with selfmockery. "Forget it, forget it, I should be satisfied now. You could listen to a few of my words by my side so that's already more than enough. It's time for me to go to Marilyn."

As the Old Master of the Lowe family spoke, his hand touched the cinerary urn and a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes. His hand gently caressed the urn as if he was caressing his lover's back. Grace watched from the side and the atmosphere became silent.

She wanted to get up, but for some reason, she just felt so suffocated that she couldn't.

After three to five minutes, the Old Master suddenly closed his eyes and his lips curved into a smile. His hand, which was originally holding onto the cinerary urn also stopped moving and laid firmly on his lap. When Grace saw that he didn't move anymore, she was shocked. She reached out her hand and pushed him saying, "Wake up!" However, there was no reply.

An inexplicable sense of fear rose in Grace's heart.

She reached out to check on the Old Master's breathing, but there was nothing.

Grace was dumbfounded. Did he pass away already?

She was terrified and her eyes widened. Suddenly, she shouted in a trembling and hoarse voice, "Someone, come over here!"

The group of people outside rushed in immediately.

Grace stood there and slowly looked up. She saw Heinz, tall and strong, running in quickly. He rushed to her right away and exclaimed with concern, "Grace, what's wrong?" Grace murmured, "He's gone! Heinz, he's gone."

Heinz hugged her, leaned against the back of her head and gently folded her into his arms while saying, "Don't be afraid! I'm here. There's no need to be afraid!"

It was not because she was afraid, but because she had mixed emotions. Her heart was full of bitterness and sorrow, and it was very uncomfortable.

Zachary also put his hand on the edge of the Old Master's nose and tried to see if he was still breathing, only to replace that there was really no breath coming out anymore.

Madam Lowe was nervous and regretful as she said, "How could you leave just like this?"

The housekeeper said, "He probably knew that he didn't have much time left, so he arranged a lot of things overnight. He insisted on coming back this morning. I couldn't persuade him, so that was the only way."

Zachary said, "Inform the doctor and our third uncle."

The housekeeper immediately left to make the arrangements. "Right away."

Zachary put away their grandmother's ashes.

Finally, the Old Master was pulled away. The doctor checked on him and he confirmed that he was dead.

Grace got up from Heinz's arms. Seeing the box on the sofa, she took it and handed it to her aunt.

Grace told her, "Aunt, this is for you. There are a few title deeds for you all too."

Madam Lowe immediately shook her head. "No. If the Old Master wanted to give them to me, he would naturally call me. So, this should be for you."

Grace knew that her aunt was smart, but she didn't want anything from him. Hence, she said to her, "No, Aunt. These are really for you. He didn't have much time. If he had some more time, he would have given them to you alone. The lawyer will come to help us deal with it later."

Madam Lowe said, "Okay, I'll take them first and we'll talk about this later."

She took the items and kept them aside.

Grace saw that Alice was in a daze, as if her soul had been snatched away. She took a step forward and held her in her arms.

"Alice, don't be afraid."

Alice burst into tears. "Grace, I'm a little upset."

That day, she had experienced a sense of parting that came from death.

She had mixed feelings in her heart. Although she had no feelings towards the Old Master, Alice was still shocked when she saw a living person suddenly cease to exist in front of her.

Grace said, "I know. I don't feel good either."

Heinz told them, "Let's go back to the room. Rest first and talk about it later."

Grace brought Alice back to her room.

Heinz and Zachary went to the hospital and discussed the Old Master's funeral affairs.

When the children heard the news of the Old Master's death, they were very quiet and stopped making trouble.

Grace accompanied Alice and the children, also very silent.

Madam Lowe later followed them to the funeral hall. She heard that after the hospital confirmed the death, he was sent directly to the funeral hall.

In the afternoon, Heinz and Zachary came back with a lawyer.

Donald came along too.

He came, while fatigued from the journey, and saw the lawyer at a glance. He was very surprised, asking, "The lawyer is already here now? Isn't it too hasty?" The lawyer explained, "Mr. Lowe, it is according to my agreement with the Old Master."