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.

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

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

were deep and beautiful, his features chiseled,

family and the Hipps family were not arch-enemies

would have

the tense relationship between the

Sweeney brothers' outstanding

had no interest in admiring their looks. After all... she had seen

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

indifferently, "Pleased to meet

"After being

intensely

and handed it to

distant, but without

cold curve. "Miss Andrews, are you dissatisfied

expressionless face made his blood boil. He suddenly smiled more broadly, finding her cold demeanor increasingly

Won't you honor us with

her indifference and raised

thought of the Hipps family's granddaughter falling for him

couldn't refuse

glass and clinked it with

lips sipped the wine lightly before

her subtle expressions and

at

"It seems there's no chance to invite

couldn't help glancing at Tristan. It was

Hipps, on such a joyous occasion, why not relax

surprisingly requested music for

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family and the Hipps family

refusing would be

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

the servants to bring in

walked up to Sylvia with satisfaction and made an inviting gesture. "Miss Andrews,

to calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I only dance

with interest. "Your husband? Or

already slipping into the dance

she saw Sylvia

approach. "Yes, Sylvia, Mr. Sweeney 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

Sylvia would make a fool of herself since she likely had no artistic talent coming from such

at Annika briefly before

until they

others, their posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew her face had

more shameless

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