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.

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

bore a faint

deep and beautiful, his features chiseled, and

and the Hipps family were not arch-enemies

family's young ladies would have already flocked to

considering the tense relationship between the families,

Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances were too

Sylvia had no interest in admiring their looks. After all...

Logan, and Eden brothers... each was

"Pleased

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

was intensely fixed on

without expression and handed it

distant,

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

cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for

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

her indifference and

family's granddaughter falling for him

everyone's gaze, Sylvia couldn't

clinked it with

lips sipped the wine lightly before setting

subtle expressions and smirked

at this

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

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

such a joyous occasion,

Marcelo surprisingly requested

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a guest is a guest. The Sweeney family and the Hipps family already had

refusing would

Old Mrs. Hipps laughed softly. "Play some music and clear the dance floor. The Sweeney brothers should enjoy

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

made an inviting

"Sorry, Mr. Sweeney,

he looked at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or

people already slipping into the dance floor and

she saw Sylvia attracting everyone's

a gift. It's quite rude not to honor him with a dance." Pretending to be pure? It's just a dance, not losing your

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

at Annika briefly before

until they could

but Sylvia knew her face

Tristan was even more shameless than

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