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

a faint smile. "Miss Andrews, pleased to meet

his features chiseled, and his every move exuded

the Hipps

ladies would have already

between the

the Sweeney brothers' outstanding appearances

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

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

was intensely fixed

handed it to

distant,

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

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

Won't you honor us

ignored her indifference and raised

granddaughter falling for him excited

couldn't refuse a simple

her glass and clinked it with Tristan's

sipped the wine lightly before setting

noted her subtle expressions and smirked

No dance at

no chance to invite Miss Andrews for

rarely spoke but couldn't help glancing at Tristan. It was clear his

joyous occasion,

silent, Marcelo surprisingly

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family and the Hipps

refusing would be

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

to bring in sound equipment and dimmed the lights in the

Sylvia with satisfaction and made an inviting

before returning to calmness. "Sorry, Mr. Sweeney, I

he looked at Sylvia with interest. "Your husband? Or is Miss Andrews just

people already slipping into

as she saw Sylvia

"Yes, Sylvia, Mr. Sweeney is our guest and even brought you a gift. It's quite rude not to honor him with a

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

briefly before

closer to Sylvia until they

their posture seemed intimate, but Sylvia knew

even more shameless

so close in front of the