After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 988

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...

her mouth. Although she thought her wardrobe in H RovirsaLarro's house was luxurious enough, compared to this place... it

butler pointed to the styling team and

Sylvia: "..."

filled with clothes, and now there was an entire wall

being too

that cabinet of accessories, almost all of them were

in front of her were all kinds of

mouth. Was Old Mrs. Hipps treating her like a little princess? Wasn't she afraid

of several beautiful women,

her warmly, "Are you Miss? Please come and sit

put foundation on you. It's even fairer and smoother than foundation!" She had styled many young ladies

no flaws that could be picked out. Her fair

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

happened? She turned out to

alone was enough to make people

dress. What do you think?" Sylvia handed over the dress she liked to the stylist. "Can I

can perfectly carry this cocktail dress. It is both elegant and appropriate." The stylist praised Sylvia's choice of dress and added, "Since Miss has

women started

in front of the dressing

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

venue with self-service tables filled with exquisite pastries and

filled with various dishes

with servants shuttling back and

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wore a watermelon red evening gown that accentuated her slim

the hall; they were all members of the

Her fair and slender legs would occasionally peek out as she walked-stunning! Jaelynn felt a slight discomfort in her chest. Was Annika crazy?

who had

her look slimmer. Maritza wore a golden dress that seemed ordinary from the front but... Jaelynn

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