Chapter 520

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!"

“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!"