Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 853

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.

heir of Sword King Hall as much as possible, there was another more crucial objective, which was to probe whether he was truly

all, everything

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

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

was true

the one hand, she hoped that Sword King’s inheritor was Emrys, yet on the other, she was unsure of how she should feel or react if it truly turned out to

a young man. “Ms. Morris, isn’t it a bit

to Emrys, but Sylvia was not so naive.

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

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

sincerely hope you will not take it to heart.” As she spoke, her clear

wearing a mask, Sylvia could only gauge his emotional

help but sneer inwardly.

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