After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 990

She took out a set of underwear from her suitcase and headed towards the bathroom.

After a relaxing hot bath, she started to feel drowsy.

She lay down on the bed and fell asleep in no time.

When she woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon, disturbed by a knocking sound on the door.

She hugged the thin blanket and sat up, her mind momentarily confused. Looking at the unfamiliar room and surroundings, it took her a moment to realize where she was.

The voice of the butler came from outside the door, "Miss, are you awake? The stylist has arrived."

"A stylist?" Sylvia rubbed her forehead, still feeling a bit drowsy. "I can do it myself..."

"Old Mrs. Hipps specifically inquired about a reputable styling team. Would Miss refuse?" The butler's voice sounded again, this time with an inquiring tone.

"Oh, forget it. I'll get up right away. Let them wait for a while." Sylvia couldn't bear to reject the kindness of Old Mrs. Hipps, so she immediately got out of bed and put on a cotton pajama set.

Then she glanced at the dresses in the wardrobe. It was an evening reception to welcome her, although it was called a family banquet. It was clear that Old Mrs. Hipps attached great importance to it. This was the first time she was formally introduced to the Hipps family.

So... Sylvia knew she couldn't dress too shabbily.

She picked a champagne-colored off-the-shoulder cocktail dress and opened the door of the room. As expected... the butler was standing there respectfully. Seeing her come out, he immediately said, "The styling team is in the dressing room. Please follow me, Miss."

Sylvia was not familiar with the Hipps family mansion, so she followed the butler to the end of the corridor on the second floor. There was a large room filled with wardrobes, shoe racks... and a floor-length dressing table with a makeup mirror.

"Miss, all the shoes in here are prepared for you." The butler opened a shoe cabinet as tall as the ceiling, which was filled with shoes.

There were casual shoes, high heels, loafers, sneakers... even dozens of different brands of slippers...

This...

in H RovirsaLarro's house was luxurious enough, compared to this place... it

the clothes in this entire wardrobe are prepared for Miss, along with various accessories." The butler pointed to

Sylvia: "..."

bedroom was already filled with clothes, and now there

being

accessories, almost all of them were designer handbags, many of which were limited

the dressing table in front of her were all kinds of skincare and makeup products, all from international

Old Mrs. Hipps treating her like a little

styling team consisted of several beautiful women, all

woman greeted her warmly, "Are

"Miss has such beautiful skin that I can't bear to put foundation on you. It's even fairer and smoother than foundation!" She had styled many young ladies from prestigious families and even celebrities

could be picked out. Her fair skin was

that she was styling the newly found true heiress of the Count's Mansion before, and they were reluctant at first. Fortunately, the Count's Mansion was generous and paid well. They had thought she was some unknown country girl

happened? She turned out to

this dressing room alone was enough to make people

chosen a cocktail dress. What do you think?" Sylvia handed over the dress she

stylist praised Sylvia's choice of dress and added, "Since Miss has a dress she likes, let's match

women started to

front of the dressing table and became like

did Sylvia's hair. Her long black hair was styled into loose waves, some of which were tied up while the rest cascaded down her back elegantly. Because it was a family banquet, no one else was invited except for relatives of the Hipps family. Almost everyone from each branch of the

like a small banquet venue with self-service

tables around were filled with various dishes and seafood, as

hall was brightly lit, with servants shuttling back and forth occasionally adding

dressed up to their best to show their most beautiful side, with the intention of

that accentuated

hall;

high slit that reached her thigh roots. Her fair and slender legs would occasionally peek out as she walked-stunning! Jaelynn felt a

looked at Martha and Maritza, who had just walked over after

a black evening gown that suited her plump figure perfectly. Black made her look slimmer. Maritza wore a