Chapter 431

Chapter 431

Austin, the earl, came over and picked up Queena. Even though he

was already in his seventies, but his form was upright and sturdy, and

he did not look aging.

The way he carried Queena made him look like a prince that protected

his princess.

"Miss Andrews, although I don't know who you want my wife to

introduce you to, I hope you don't do anything to hurt her. Otherwise ..."

As soon as this girl appeared at the birthday party, she immediately

caused an uproar. He could not deny that this girl was beautiful and

excellent.

Skyla were no match for her, and even many of Aettosa's celebrities

were no match for her.

But ... he always had a feeling that this girl was too strong!

She was a tough cookie! It was better to stay away from suck kind of

woman.

He could see that his son was very fond of her, and Queena’s fondness

for Sylvia was also evident.

So Austin was very worried ... that the Hipps family would become ...

Sylvia just smiled lightly.

"Mr. Hipps, please rest assured. For Queena, it's just a small favor, but

it might save a person's life."

She paused for a moment and looked again at Queena's sleeping face,

"What's more, she has been very kind to me. I have no reason to harm

her."

“I hope you remember what you said to me today!" Austin turned

around with Queena in his arms and walked away.

"What did he say to you?" A magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind

her.

Sylvia didn't have to turn around to know that it was Franklin.

She sighed helplessly, “Why are you here?"

"How can I give the Hipps family a big gift if I don't come?" Franklin

raised his eyebrows, and his long arms reached out and wrapped

around her waist from behind.

“That is the Hipps family's scandal, but you put it on the table.

Fortunately, the Hipps family is a righteous one. If not, you would have

one more enemy." Sylvia wearily nestled herself in the man's arms.

"You don't have to offend any family for my sake."

“You offend my dad and my mom for me. So I should do something for

you."

The man’s husky voice murmured, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed

on her ears.

It made her shiver uncontrollably.

"Sensitive girl.” Franklin let out a chuckle and released her.

Sylvia gave him a stern look, "Shut up!"

But the man laughed even more.

"Mr. Maskelyne, may I have a word?" At that moment, a voice sounded.

Franklin looked up and saw a few of Aettosa's business leaders

approaching him.

Sylvia raised her eyebrows knowingly, “I'm going to get something to

eat.”

After saying that, she walked towards the dining area.

She had just brought a plate, ready to get some fruit to eat. Brock

hurriedly scurried to her side, wiping the sweat on his forehead, "Oh,

Miss Andrews. Many beautiful women handed me their business cards!

They all want to play a role in my film. Why are they so enthusiastic

when they are all rookies?"

Sylvia couldn't help but laugh, "That means you're popular!"

Brock looked around, and Sylvia was finally free. The two of them then

walked towards a bar not far away.

As soon as they got seated, he let out a long breath and pulled out a

photo from his suit pocket.

He was about to ask Sylvia if she was Dr. Evans’ daughter.

But then he saw Louis, the illustrious president of piano association,

walking over with his brother Donald and sitting next to them.

Brock was speechless.

His big hand clutched the picture tightly, and he could only sigh in his

heart. How come someone immediately came out to interrupt him

whenever he wanted to talk about this! He was so depressed!

"My dear friend, let me introduce. This is my brother, Donald. He also

likes embroidery." Louis’ voice was still as loud as ever.

Sylvia looked towards Donald and saw that the other man was tall.

Even though he was middle-aged, he was still graceful, and his shape

was not at all inferior to any of the young people present.

Especially, the man had a pair of sharp eyes, as if he had insight into

everything in the world. Also, he was mature, composed, and decisive.

This was a man who could attract women of all ages.

Unlike Louis's elegance, he had a strong vibe. Already in his forties, his

face and body shape looked much better than those who young men.

"Miss Andrews, nice to meet you." Donald gazed at the woman in front

of him. There was no doubt she was the most beautiful and dazzling

one among all.

She had delicate features, smooth skin, elegant temperament and a

pair of almond eyes tinged with aloofness.

She appeared charming and yet aloof.

Even if she had a lot of talents but could remain humble and it was

impressive.

If it were someone else, he or she would be so complacent.

For example, the girl who was also surnamed Andrews before, was

really arrogant.

They were about the same age, but...

Donald did not think further, sensing that it was not polite to keep

staring at Sylvia, so he looked away.

But ... inadvertently, he saw the photo that Brock was holding in his

hand!

The man's pupils suddenly constricted. It was ...

"Mr. Fox..." Sylvia just opened her mouth to greet Donald, before she

finished her words, she saw the middle-aged man who was still calm

just now suddenly had a surprised look in his eyes, and his big palm

grabbed Brock.

Sylvia subconsciously clasped Brock's shoulder and pulled it back!

In a flash, Donald grabbed the air.

"Donald, what are you doing?" Louis stared at Donald in shock. His

brother was a man who remained calm in whatever circumstances.

Why did he lose his cool just now?

This made him too rude in front of Sylvia.

Donald snapped back to his senses, collected his mind, and said to

Brock apologetically, "Sorry, I was rude just now, sir, can I see your

picture?"

Brock was also taken aback and secretly recalled that he hadn't done

anything wrong to this man.

The leaders of every country in the world were eager to cooperate and

deal with Donald.

Brock saw himself as a small potato who stood no chance to see a

bigwig like Donald, let alone deal with him.

How could he possibly offend him?

Now hearing Donald's explanation, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

So, he tried to grab him just for the photo.

He hesitated for a moment, but handed the photo to Donald, "Mr. Fox,

this is a photo of my deceased friend, what's so special about it?"

Sylvia also looked at the photo at this time. When she saw her mother

and her old self in the photo, she looked stunned.

"Mr. Davila, why do you have this photo?"

Her mother was elegant and dignified, smiling so gently, just as she

remembered.

Her heart seemed to be instantly pierced by a sharp arrow, suffering

the pain.

Her hands clenched and unclenched several times. A while later... with

her hands trembling, she finally made a sound, “This is my ... mother."

"Mr. Fox, can you tell me why you are so excited to see this picture?"