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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 825
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Chapter 825

Granny Atherton took a napkin and gracefully wiped the red wine stains on the corner of her mouth, then stared at Draco

coldly. "Your grandson is turning twenty-eight this year, right?’

Draco nodded excitedly as Granny Atherton was willing to speak to him. ' Yes, he's about the same age as Edwin."

However, Granny Atherton's next sentence instantly shattered Draco's mood.

"Hmph. Almost all of your grandsons are dead, aren't they? Do you truly think Cedrick will live till he's thirty? You came to

talk about their marriage with me. Is it because he only has two years left to live? Do you want

Quinn, my granddaughter-me, Sylvie Smith-to become a widow in a few years? How cold-blooded you are! Why can't

Quinn marry a good, healthy man? Doesn't she deserve to live a happy life?!"

Draco was caught off-guard by the sudden spike of anger and hastily explained, "Syl, don't think like that. Ceddy has

been taking medicine over the years, strictly sticking to the routine, and we've also funded many medical laboratories to

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overcome this problem!'

Sylvie initially wanted to warn Draco and the whole Mason family to stay away from Quinn, but she suddenly

remembered that Quinn was just a fake.

Draco probably did not know about that. Still, Sylvie did not see the necessity and responsibility to tell him that.

Nonetheless, there was one thing that she had not figured out. 'Aren't Cedrick and Catelyn a married couple now?'

Thinking of something, Sylvie asked again, "Then, what are you going to do with Catelyn?"

"Don't worry about this. How can a bumpkin from a poor family stand against the respected descendant of the

Atherton family? I'll just give her some money to chase her off. I've got something up my sleeve, so she won't dare

to disobey me. Well, she's going to regret it if she tries!"

Sylvie clenched her fists secretly as she felt disconcerted by his response.

Her gaze toward Draco suddenly grew fierce.

Draco's shoulders trembled slightly due to such intensity. "S-Syl?"

"You're still the same as before, never knowing what love is." There was a sadness in Sylvie's heart all of a sudden,

and it surprised her herself.

She called Kelly to bring her two pills of aspirin to relieve her heartache.

Draco did not dare to stimulate Sylvie any further, but at the same time, he had no idea how he had made her feel

so crossed.

In the blink of an eye, it was finally time for the climax of the banquet.

Cedrick arrived late, but he did not attract many people's attention.

Still, Sylvie, who was giving a speech on stage, happened to spot his tall and straight figure in the crowd. The hatred

for him started to grow in her heart when she thought of him abandoning Catelyn for money and status again.

How abominable!

Sylvie then averted her gaze, not wanting to look at Cedrick. She then sported a smile as she faced the guests

offstage and said gracefully into the microphone, 'It is a great honor to be able to have you here today at the

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Atherton family's reunion banquet.

"For more than twenty years, I've lost my beloved daughter, and I've been living in regret and guilt. I thought I'd never

see Summer again in my life, but I didn't expect God to take pity on my love for my daughter and send my

granddaughter to me..."

Following Sylvie's speech, Quinn, who was waiting to take the stage, was so delighted that her heart was beating wildly.

On a tray on the left side of the stage, there was a crown studded with rhinestones, shining under the shroud of the

spotlight.

This crown, symbolizing her status, was to be placed on her as others bore witness.

Sylvie's speech finally came to an end, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Quinn was invited to the stage, immersed in the joy of wearing the crown. ’ Grandma, being your granddaughter is the

greatest thing of my life."

Sylvie held up the dazzling crown in both hands and was about to put it on for Quinn when-

"Hold on. Quinn Weir is not worthy to be crowned!" rang the cold voice of a female from the door.

Chaos ensued.