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.

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

a faint smile. "Miss Andrews, pleased

his features chiseled, and his every move exuded

Hipps family were not arch-enemies with terrible

ladies would have

relationship between the

brothers' outstanding appearances

in admiring their looks. After all... she had seen far

mention Franklin, Clare, Simeon, Logan,

"Pleased to meet

gift box. "After being away for so many years, it's wonderful to reunite with your

gaze was intensely

handed it to the

distant, but without

cold curve. "Miss Andrews, are you dissatisfied with our

finding her cold demeanor increasingly intriguing and arousing his desire for conquest. Sylvia smiled faintly but distantly. Who did he

first meeting. Won't you honor us with

her indifference and

the Hipps family's granddaughter falling

Sylvia couldn't refuse

her glass and clinked it

sipped the wine lightly before setting

subtle expressions and

dance at this

pressed tightly. "It seems there's no chance to invite Miss Andrews for a

help glancing at Tristan. It was clear his

on such a joyous occasion, why

silent, Marcelo surprisingly requested

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a guest. The Sweeney family and

refusing would be very

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

command, the housekeeper ordered the servants to bring

with satisfaction and made an inviting gesture.

returning to calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I only dance with my

"Your husband? Or is Miss Andrews just making

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

her as she

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

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

at Annika briefly before turning back to

Sylvia until they

posture seemed intimate, but

was even more shameless than she had

so close in