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Stella felt she couldn't refuse. "Grandma Connolly," she said.

Old Mrs. Connolly was thrilled. "Darling, Neville was spoiled rotten as a child; he doesn't know the first thing about taking care of a woman. Don't you worry. When you get here, I'll give him a good talking-to. It's ridiculous that he doesn't even know what his own wife likes to eat. But that's alright. From now on, Grandma will remember your favorites for you."

Her voice was kind and warm. "And if he ever dares to upset you, you just tell me, and I'll set him straight."

"Thank you, Grandma," Stella said.

"I saw your picture at Marvin's place," Old Mrs. Connolly continued, her voice filled with excitement. "I never thought Neville would find such a beautiful wife. I've already told him he'd better not mistreat you..."

She went on for a while longer until Neville, unable to listen anymore, gently took the phone from Stella. "Alright, Grandma, we can talk more when we get home."

"Oh, yes, yes. There I go, rambling again," she said.

"Grandma," Neville added, "Star doesn't eat seafood or raw food. Please make sure those aren't served."

"I'll remember that, dear," she replied. Th?s chapter is updated by f ?dn vel.net

At the Connolly residence, Neville made the introductions. "Star, this is my grandmother."

Stella looked at the silver-haired woman with a kind smile and said respectfully, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Grandma."

Old Mrs. Connolly's face crinkled into a joyful smile as she took Stella's hand. "Oh, my dear, you're even more beautiful than in the pictures! Neville, you're a lucky man."

She then ushered Stella to the dining table. The old woman was incredibly easygoing, and Stella felt no

discomfort at all. Even when

learned that Stella had been marri

before and had a child, she showed

no sion of judgme

sign of judgment or disapproval. In fact, upon discovering Stella was a former violinist, she seemed to like her even more.

Stella had worried that pretending to be Neville's fianc e would be awkward, but the afternoon passed quickly in pleasant conversation with Old Mrs. Connolly, Neville, and Marvin.

As evening approached, Neville interrupted the conversation. "Grandma, Marvin, Star and I have plans tonight, so we should be going."

Old Mrs. Connolly held onto Stella's hand, reluctant to let her go. "Star, my dear, remember to come back for dinner with Neville often."

Looking at the kind old woman, Stella's heart ached a little. With her terminal illness, she had less than half a year left. Stella nodded and said softly, "I will."

"Bring the gift I prepared for my granddaughter-in-law," Old Mrs. Connolly said to the butler.

The butler nodded and returned with a small, square box. Inside, nestled on a velvet cushion, was a stunning bracelet set with brilliant green gemstones.

"Star, this is a Connolly family heirloom, passed down to the daughters-in-law," she said. "It's my welcome gift to you."

Stella had a good eye for jewelry and

could tell at a glance that the

bracelet was priceless. To be a family heirloom, it had to be

exceptional and its color,

clarity, and

quality were all superb. She

estimated it was worth well over a

hundred million.