Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 853 Deeply Grateful

Only then did Peter manage to restrain his natural instincts. Yet, his narrowed eyes never left Sylvia for a moment, clearly captivated by her stunning beauty.

After all, she was a woman who bore over ninety percent resemblance to Ninette. How could she not be stunning?

“Greetings, Mr. Ruben, Mr. Peter!” said Sylvia.

Sylvia was born in Cloudmist Academy, a place renowned for its profound literary heritage. Her manners were naturally refined and appropriate, reflecting the grace and poise that was expected of her upbringing.

After studying her, Ruben’couldn’t help but marvel in admiration. What a wonderful young lady she is. It’s a pity that her mother is Ameera, a status–conscious woman. One way or other, her mother inevitably have some influence on her.

With a gentle smile, Ruben said, “Ms. Morris, this is Mr. Griffins, the chosen successor of Heavenly Sword King.”

In truth, he didn’t need to say it. After politely exchanging greetings, Sylvia had already shifted her gaze onto Emrys, studying him intently.

Before Sylvia entered Sword King Hall, Ameera had instructed her to perform two tasks. Apart from trying to get on good terms with the heir of Sword King Hall as much as possible, there was another more crucial objective, which was to probe whether he was truly Emrys or not.

After all, everything too coincidental.

was j

a successor had appeared at Sword King Mountain, a place, that

couldn’t possibly be Emrys, deep down, she

same was true

inheritor was Emrys, yet on the other, she was

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lost in thought, she was abruptly brought back to reality by the unfamiliar voice of a young man.

to Emrys,

by controlling the voice was

apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Griffins. I was momentarily lost in thought because your figure and aura reminded me so much of a friend of mine. It’s

will not take it to heart.” As

a mask, Sylvia could only gauge his emotional shifts

actions.

but sneer inwardly.

Soul Cloak Stone, he had also disguised his aura. Therefore, the familiarity Sylvia claimed

of course, was

first glance, she appeared as pure as a goody two–shoes, but in reality, she was quite the cunning little

in front of Emrys, and there wasn’t