This sentence made the expression of the people present change.
Except for Henry.
Brayden looked at Sydney. Something suddenly crossed his mind and he frowned.
Sydney, Sydney.
That was the name of Olivia's younger sister.
Sydney's face became pale immediately. She was held in Henry's arms and her whole body was stiff.
She never told Henry that her elder sister was Olivia. How did Henry know?
Sydney immediately looked at Olivia.
Olivia held the teacup in her hand and maintained the position of drinking tea.
Her eyelashes were hanging down. The dark and thick lashes covered her eyes and covered the look in her eyes.
When Sydney looked over, Olivia drank the tea in the cup, then looked at Henry and said, "I had thought that Sydney didn't tell Mr. Gold about my identity."
Henry met Olivia's calm eyes, smiled, crossed his legs, and leaned back in the chair behind him.
"Do I need her to tell me about your identity?"
He opened his hands as if this was something everyone knew.
Olivia's eyes moved slightly and looked at Sydney's pale face. "Yes, you don't need to."
"In particular, you're Mr. Gold."
The average person wouldn't know.
But who was Henry? He must know.
Henry might have looked into her ancestors for eighteen generations.
Sydney listened to the two people. By this time, the expression on her face had lost control.
From shock, panic, uneasiness, anxiety to incredibility.
Henry met Sydney when he sponsored the school she attended.
The school leaders and some students welcomed him.
She was one of the students.
Through this chance, they got to know each other, and then quickly established their relationship. Now, they were in love.
All these happened within two months.
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