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.

he went. Marcelo, being his twin, shared the same looks and suit, exuding a dangerous

Tristan's face bore a faint smile. "Miss Andrews,

and beautiful, his features chiseled, and his every move

Sweeney family and the Hipps family

Hipps family's young ladies would have already flocked to greet

the tense relationship between the families, no one

all, the Sweeney brothers' outstanding

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

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

indifferently, "Pleased

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

gaze was intensely

took it without expression and handed it to the butler

distant,

widened into a cold curve. "Miss Andrews,

his blood boil. He suddenly smiled more broadly, finding her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for conquest.

Andrews... It's our first meeting. Won't you honor us with a

ignored her indifference and

Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him excited him

couldn't refuse a simple

clinked it

the wine lightly before setting the glass down

noted her subtle expressions and smirked

No dance at

thin lips pressed tightly. "It seems there's no chance to invite Miss Andrews for

spoke but couldn't help glancing at Tristan. It was clear his twin brother was

a joyous occasion,

Marcelo surprisingly

FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

is a guest. The Sweeney family and

would

dance floor. The Sweeney brothers should enjoy themselves. A dance will make

command, the housekeeper ordered the servants to bring

made an

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

looked at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or is Miss Andrews just

stood nearby and noticed some people already slipping into the dance floor

she saw

words, Annika couldn't 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

would make a fool of herself since she likely had no artistic talent coming from such a small place like

Annika briefly

moved closer to Sylvia until they

their posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew her face had turned

more shameless than she

in front of the Hipps family