After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 520

Mr. Maskelyne was not only handsome, but also willing to spend millions of dollars for Sylvia.

This ...

Those onlookers instantly felt so jealous of Sylvia.

They wished they could be as lucky as Sylvia to have a husband who was willing to spend 500 million

for them!

Clare looked at the loving couple in front of him with mixed feelings.

"Miss Andrews, Mr. Maskelyne, we engaged with each other a few times, and I admire both of you."

He paused, "But ... Sorry, this is owned by my Hipps family and I have to take it back and keep it safe."

After saying that, he pulled out a red thread directly from his collar.

The bottom of that red thread was a ruby pendant.

With slight force, he yanked the pendant off and put it in his palm.

Surprisingly, when two rubies were placed side by side, they were almost identical in terms of the size,

or shape ...

Even the color of them, and the carved green leaf were the same!

Anyone could see that they were a pair.

"This is my Hipps family stuff."

Clare sighed, "Back then my sister was lost, separated from the Hipps family, and we later got Ms.

Watts back, and had a paternity test done as well. But she never had the ruby with her."

Skyla's face became white as sheet after hearing Clare call her "Ms. Watts".

Damned Clare! How could he not show her any respect in a public place?

How could he address her in such an indifferent way?

Everyone in the room heard Clare's words clearly.

Skyla only felt her face was slapped hard by an invisible hand.

It was a painful slap.

She hated it so much that she couldn't wait to snatch the ruby that represented the identity of the Hipps

family.

But ... She didn't dare, and she couldn't.

Sylvia also stared in shock at the two rubies.

"Wouldn't Monica, the youngest daughter of the Evans family, be the young lady of the Hipps family?"

Suddenly, someone said it.

The atmosphere in the room was instantly tense, and everyone looked at Sylvia suspiciously.

With a long face, the old Evans refuted, "Impossible! Monica is my own daughter. How could she be

from the Hipps family? She has that ruby that her mother gave her when she was alive. As for where

her mother got it from, after so many years, I have long forgotten."

Sylvia was his granddaughter and would inherit his entire Evans family. No matter what, he couldn't let

such an excellent granddaughter become a member of some other family.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he was, his body shaking, almost unable to stand.

The housekeeper hurried to hold him, "Mr. Evans, your health matters, take care!"

"I have to say, I have to announce this matter in front of everyone; if I don't, I'm afraid I'll never have the

chance to say it again!"

The old Evans said, his words disjointed.

He held out his hand towards Sylvia, who was startled, then walked towards him and took his big, old

hand.

"I ... declare that as of today, Sylvia will be my heir, inheriting all my properties, all my possessions, and

taking charge of the Evans family!"

The old Evans said in an old voice, "In addition to the Evans mansion now left to my three sons, the

rest of the property in my name will be passed on to Sylvia's name. All of you, please be a witness!"

"Grandpa! What are you talking about!" Tiffany shouted, "I'm your granddaughter too! Who are you to

give Sylvia all your assets? Don't forget she's an Andrew!"

"Dad, the company is usually managed by my husband. Will you give it to Sylvia too? How is that

possible? Are you old and confused? Did Sylvia ever take care of you? She doesn't even pay a visit to

you."

Neve was also furious. The old man was giving Sylvia all the family property?

How ridiculous!

"My mind is made up and there is no way anyone can make me change my mind." The old Evans

sneered and looked at mother and daughter, "You should be glad you still have a place to live. With

what you two have done today, it would be light punishment to throw you out of the Evans family!" This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"No, it's not possible! My husband and my brothers-in-law would not agree!"

Neve tried to convince the old Evans, "When you were in the hospital, we took care of you every day.

We are supposed to get some credit, but you give all the property to that woman. Why are you so cold

and heartless?"

"When I was in the hospital, the one who took care of me the most was the nurse, and the one who

operated on me was Sylvia! Can you understand the situation? Usually at home, we have maids to

take care of us. Which one of you took care of me?"

The old Evans got angrier and simply did not bother to look at them.

He was so angry that he would have fainted if the housekeeper hadn't held him up.

He didn't bother to argue with Neve and Tiffany, since there was no point in doing so.

He turned to Sylvia in front of him, gently holding her hand, "Sylvia ... I am sorry for your mother and

you. If I hadn't kicked your mother out of the house that year, she wouldn't have. I should take all the

blame!"

When he thought of Monica, he felt a pang of sadness and sourness in his heart.

"... Grandpa." Sylvia never called the old Evans that way, so she felt kind of awkward, "I do not lack of

money, I have property in my name, quite a lot. So ... you should keep them for a restful retirement."

She was shocked when she heard the old Evans' decision. While in the hospital, the old Evans said

she was an Evans family member.

She didn't feel anything at that time because she didn't have any close feelings for the Evans.

Although she still felt out of place in the Evans family, she was shocked when the old Evans left her all

his property.

She was kind of touched.

And she sighed silently.

She couldn't get her mother's relics, and she resented Tiffany, this fool, for stealing the ruby and selling

it.

If Tiffany hadn't stolen it, maybe she would have been able to get it without any problems.

But ... Now that Clare had taken it away, she could only suppress the regret in her heart.

There was no use complaining.

This is how things are ... That's the way life is sometimes.

What you miss will eventually be missed, and what is yours will eventually be yours.

"Sylvia ... Without your mother, the Evans family would never have got where it is today. In the future,

no matter the companies of the Evans family or the reputation of Evans family, I leave it all to you. I

believe in your ability and will do better than your mother."

After the old Evans finished, he looked eagerly at Sylvia, as if waiting for Sylvia to take a stand.

Sylvia looked like she was in trouble, not wanting to take over the Evans family.

Yet just as she hesitated, suddenly the housekeeper exclaimed.

"Mr. Evans!"