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.

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

bore a faint

and beautiful, his features chiseled,

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

Hipps family's young ladies would have

the tense relationship between the families, no

Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances were

looks. After all...

Logan, and Eden

"Pleased to meet

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

gaze was intensely fixed

took it without expression and handed it to the butler without opening it.

distant, but without

into a cold curve. "Miss Andrews, are

her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for conquest. Sylvia smiled faintly

first meeting. Won't you

her indifference and raised

the Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him

Sylvia couldn't

raised her glass and clinked it with

sipped the wine lightly before setting the

noted her subtle expressions and

dance at

thin lips pressed tightly. "It seems there's no chance to

Tristan. It was

joyous occasion, why

surprisingly requested

to

is a guest. The Sweeney family and

refusing would

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

the servants to bring in

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

"Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I only

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

noticed some people already slipping into the dance floor and starting to dance

her as she saw Sylvia attracting

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 losing

since she likely had no artistic talent coming from such a small place like

briefly before

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

seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew her face had turned

Tristan was even more shameless than she

get so close in