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.

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

gaze, Tristan's face bore a faint

and beautiful, his features chiseled, and his every move exuded

Sweeney family and the Hipps family were not arch-enemies with terrible

young ladies would

considering the tense relationship between the families, no one

the Sweeney brothers'

admiring their looks. After all... she had

Franklin, Clare, Simeon, Logan, and Eden

indifferently, "Pleased

handed her a gift box. "After being

gaze was intensely fixed on

without expression and handed it to

distant,

widened into a cold curve. "Miss Andrews, are you dissatisfied with our

expressionless face made his blood boil. He suddenly smiled more broadly, finding her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing

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

her indifference

Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him excited him

couldn't refuse

she raised her glass and clinked it with Tristan's and then

sipped the wine lightly

noted her subtle expressions

dance at this

pressed tightly. "It seems there's no chance to invite Miss

spoke but couldn't help glancing at Tristan. It was

on such a joyous occasion, why not

silent, Marcelo surprisingly

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Sweeney family and the Hipps family already had

refusing would

Mrs. Hipps laughed softly. "Play some music and clear the dance floor. The Sweeney brothers should enjoy themselves. A dance will make everyone happier

command, the housekeeper ordered the servants to bring in sound equipment

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

flashed coldly before returning to calmness. "Sorry,

husband? Or

already slipping into the dance floor and starting

she saw Sylvia attracting everyone's

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,

hoped Sylvia would make a fool of herself since she likely had no artistic talent

briefly

moved closer to Sylvia until they

posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew her face had turned

even more shameless

so close in front of