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

over the sword statutte to Emrys startling news emerged that a successor had appeared at Sword

Ameera kept insisting that it couldn’t possibly be Emrys, deep down, she was filled

same was true for

inheritor was Emrys, yet on the other, she was unsure of how she should feel or react if it

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unfamiliar voice of a young man. “Ms. Morris, isn’t it a bit inappropriate to stare at me like this upon our first

Emrys, but Sylvia was not so naive.

altering one’s tone by controlling the voice was not really a difficult task.

Mr. Griffins. I was momentarily lost in thought because your

it to heart.” As she

was wearing a mask, Sylvia could only gauge his

actions.

help but sneer inwardly.

had also disguised his aura. Therefore, the familiarity Sylvia claimed

purpose of saying that, of course, was to

by Ameera. At first glance, she appeared as pure as a goody two–shoes, but in reality,

front of Emrys, and there wasn’t even the