After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 993

Old Mrs. Hipps, who usually had a spirited and cheerful face, found her smile turning stiff upon hearing the butler's words. Even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to express a hint of displeasure and confusion.

She slowly retracted her upturned lips and said to the butler, "A guest is a guest. Please let them in."

The entire hall fell silent, and no one spoke.

Sylvia could clearly sense that upon hearing someone from the Sweeney family was coming, almost everyone's expressions turned somewhat peculiar.

The atmosphere became a bit heavy.

After a while, an unfamiliar laugh echoed, "Oh, it truly is a joyous occasion, and everyone is here. I heard the real Miss Hipps has returned."

Tristan walked in with a smile, his voice arriving before he did.

Old Mr. Hipps chuckled, "Mr. Sweeney, please come in."

"What wind has blown the two young masters here?" Old Mrs. Hipps replaced her expression with a kind smile. "Though it's night, the sun has been shining all day, and it's still quite hot outside. Come in for a drink to cool off."

The two elders were very enthusiastic and showed no signs of anything amiss.

However, Tristan raised an eyebrow, his eyes carrying a hint of malice. "Then I shall accept your hospitality."

He stepped into the hall, followed by a man who looked almost identical to him.

The twin brothers seemed out of place as soon as they entered.

But they appeared oblivious, scanning the room until their eyes landed on Sylvia.

Tristan's eyes flashed with amazement.

Sylvia stood tall and graceful, her champagne-colored dress accentuating her slender figure and delicate waist. Her exquisite face, with watery eyes, a pert nose, and petal-like red lips, was stunningly beautiful.

Tristan glanced at Marcelo, whose pupils were also filled with shock. What a beautiful woman!

How could there be such a radiant yet not vulgar lady?

Her demeanor was impeccable!

"Young Masters, this is Sylvia, our recently found granddaughter," Old Mr. Hipps noted the men's amazement with a hint of displeasure.

Their gazes were too invasive and uncomfortable.

Sylvia looked up to see two identical twin men.

imposing, always standing out wherever he went. Marcelo, being his twin, shared the same looks and suit, exuding a dangerous and eerie

faint smile. "Miss Andrews, pleased to meet

deep and beautiful, his features chiseled,

family and the Hipps family were not

family's young ladies would have already flocked to

considering the tense relationship between the

Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances were

no interest in admiring their looks. After all... she had seen far more handsome

Clare, Simeon, Logan, and Eden brothers... each

responded indifferently, "Pleased to meet

Sylvia and handed her a gift box. "After being away for so

was intensely fixed on

expression and handed it to the butler without opening it. "Thank

yet distant,

a cold curve.

blood boil. He suddenly smiled more broadly, finding her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for conquest. Sylvia smiled faintly but distantly. Who did he think

meeting. Won't you

ignored her indifference and

Hipps family's granddaughter falling

Sylvia couldn't

and clinked it with Tristan's and then

the wine lightly before setting the

her subtle expressions and

No dance at

there's no chance to

It was clear his twin brother was

joyous occasion, why not relax

Marcelo surprisingly

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guest is a guest. The Sweeney family

would be very

softly. "Play some music and clear the dance floor.

housekeeper ordered the servants to bring in sound equipment and dimmed the lights in

satisfaction and made an inviting gesture. "Miss Andrews, may I have

returning to calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I only dance with

angry; instead, he looked at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or is

and noticed some people already slipping into the

she saw Sylvia attracting

help but approach. "Yes, Sylvia, Mr. Sweeney is our guest and even brought you a gift. It's quite rude not to honor him with a dance." Pretending to be pure? It's just a dance, not

of herself since she likely had no artistic talent

at Annika briefly

to Sylvia until they could feel

but Sylvia knew her

more shameless than

to get so close in front