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.

the same looks

Sylvia's gaze, Tristan's face bore a faint smile. "Miss

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

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

Hipps family's young ladies would have already flocked

considering the tense relationship between the families, no

all, the Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances were

interest in admiring their looks. After all... she had

Logan, and

responded indifferently, "Pleased to

box. "After being away

gaze was intensely fixed on

and handed it

yet distant, but without

smile widened into a cold curve.

broadly, finding her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for conquest. Sylvia smiled faintly but distantly.

first meeting. Won't you honor

ignored her indifference and

thought of the Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him excited him

Sylvia couldn't refuse

her glass and clinked it with Tristan's and then

wine lightly before setting the glass down

her subtle expressions

at this family

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

It was clear his twin

a joyous occasion, why

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Sweeney family and the Hipps family

would be

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

her command, the housekeeper ordered the servants to bring in sound equipment and dimmed

satisfaction and made an inviting gesture.

calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I

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

stood nearby and noticed some people already slipping into the

she saw Sylvia attracting

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

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

at Annika briefly

closer to Sylvia until

others, their posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew

more shameless than

in