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.

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

gaze, Tristan's face bore a faint

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

and the Hipps family were not arch-enemies with terrible

young ladies would have

between the families,

Sweeney brothers'

interest in admiring their looks.

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

responded indifferently, "Pleased to meet

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

gaze was intensely

and handed it to

yet distant, but without

a cold curve. "Miss

finding her cold demeanor increasingly

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

her indifference and

granddaughter falling for him

Sylvia couldn't refuse a simple

her glass and clinked it with Tristan's and then

lips sipped the wine lightly before setting

her subtle expressions

dance at this

"It seems there's no chance

at Tristan. It was clear his twin brother was very

joyous occasion, why not

silent, Marcelo surprisingly requested

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family and the

would be

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

to bring in

satisfaction and made an inviting gesture.

"Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I

at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or is Miss Andrews just making an excuse because she can't

some people already slipping into

her as she saw Sylvia attracting

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

would make a fool of herself since she likely

at Annika briefly before turning

closer to Sylvia until

posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew her face had

even more shameless than

in front of the Hipps