After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 919

As it was morning, the hotel was very quiet with only a few cleaning ladies working diligently.

Sylvia and Clare entered the elevator. She looked at the rising numbers on the elevator and her thoughts were a little confused.

Without even realizing it, the elevator door opened and Clare glanced at her, saying, "Let's go."

Sylvia nodded. Many times before, she had wanted to know her true identity, especially after discovering that Otto Andrews was not her biological father.

It was discovered that the Evans family was also deceitful, and her only goal in mind was to find her mother.

But now... the fact is right in front of us, she has intricate blood ties with the Hipps family.

After stepping out of the elevator, the two of them walked in single file to a room door. Clare raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

Soon the door to the room was opened. It was a slightly better small suite, not a presidential suite.

Sylvia didn't expect the elderly couple to be so frugal and not at all extravagant.

The room was decorated nicely and equipped with all the necessary appliances for daily use, including a small kitchen.

One bedroom, one small kitchen, a separate bathroom, and nothing else.

Upon seeing Sylvia and Clare walk in together, Queena put on a friendly smile and asked, "Why did you bring Miss Andrews here so early in the morning?"

Sylvia and Franklin saved the Hipps family together. Queena has long regarded Sylvia as a family member and is grateful for her closeness.

Old Mr. Hipps emerged from the bathroom, applying face cream as he walked. It seemed that he had just finished washing up and hurried out upon hearing the commotion.

He saw Sylvia and spoke with a hint of confusion, "What happened? Did something unexpected happen with Giancarlo?"

Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out why he brought Sylvia over so early in the morning.

Clare looked at her elderly parents and felt a slight sourness in her eyes, but he didn't know why.

the file in his hand to the two elders

doubted that she had heard it wrong. Shock appeared on her well-maintained face,

strange, trembling as he took the document. "What are you two

is bad, my son

almost burning

old and rough hands quickly flipped through the pages, finally reaching the

"Child! My child!"

out in

paternity test document. Looking at the result on the last page, her mind went blank

Why did they experience so much together with him? And why did he even extend a helping hand to Hipps

held onto that paternity test result tightly, as if

of you. After all, there was that incident with Skyla before..." Sylvia looked at the excited

closer. But I don't have that feeling towards Skyla and her daughter." Queena sighed heavily. "What's

fake relative which

time, they decided not to be so

then we won't be afraid no matter what we do. So let's do it again." Old Mr. Hipps thought Sylvia's proposal was great especially since they could also get three sets of paternity tests for everyone in the Hipps family from top to

we are sorry for what happened these past years making you suffer like

an apology." Sylvia interrupted him with a smile, "Besides, I'm doing well now. My mother was fine when she was young; The Evans family

Andrews family and Skyla's situation

to be your mother and came to the Hipps family for recognition, she also did a paternity test with us, which showed a blood relationship. But later your uncle did another one with her, which showed that they were not related by blood. Her original paternity test was fake. Why was it Skyla who came

clear

room

she thought of her granddaughter

is truly blessed to have a child

I wasn't there when you were growing

good care of

such an amazing granddaughter like you." She kept on chattering away but

but then, never mind, she didn't want to dwell on it too much. "After we get the results

after we're married?" Sylvia remembered Franklin's wish too now that

lived together with us yet nor enjoyed our love yet..." "But even if I get married first doesn't mean Franklin can't move in with me

then we got divorced.

was like a bombshell that exploded in the heads of the Hipps