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.

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

face bore a faint smile. "Miss Andrews, pleased

amber eyes were deep and beautiful, his features chiseled, and his every

Hipps family were not arch-enemies

family's young ladies would have

between the families,

all, the Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances were

had no interest in admiring their looks.

to mention Franklin, Clare, Simeon, Logan, and Eden

responded indifferently, "Pleased to

Tristan approached Sylvia and handed her a gift box. "After being away for so many years, it's wonderful

was intensely fixed on

without expression and handed it to

yet distant, but

Tristan's smile widened into a cold curve. "Miss Andrews, are you dissatisfied with our

demeanor increasingly

It's our first meeting. Won't

her indifference and raised

the Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him

couldn't refuse

clinked it with

the wine lightly before setting the glass

her subtle expressions and smirked

dance at this

"It seems there's no chance to invite Miss

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

Hipps, on such a joyous occasion, why

Marcelo surprisingly requested music

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Sweeney family and the

would be very

some music and clear the dance floor. The Sweeney brothers should enjoy themselves. A dance will make everyone happier

to bring in sound equipment and dimmed the lights in the

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

calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I only

wasn't angry; instead, he looked at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or is Miss Andrews just making an excuse because she can't

people already slipping into the dance floor and starting to dance

she

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 losing

herself since she likely had no artistic

at Annika briefly

moved closer to Sylvia until they could feel each other's

posture seemed intimate, but

even more shameless than

get so close in front of the