the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 772: Can You Distinguish Between the Primary and Secondary Personalities?
Ignatius Leclair brought Delphine into the hospital room, placing the freshly washed fruit he had brought from home on the old man’s bedside table. Seeing the little old man curled up with his back to them, he chuckled, "Get up and eat. If you keep fussing, even Benjamin will laugh at you."
"Benjamin is back?" The old man sat up quickly at the mention of Benjamin, but upon realizing it was just the two of them and not the two beloved little ones, his smile immediately faded.
"When are you bringing back Benjamin and Nicholas? They’ve been gone for so long," the old man said gloomily.
"I’ll have Yeats Howard bring them back tomorrow." Ignatius said in a low voice, comforting the old man. Things in the Southeast Asian region were mostly resolved now, and he also missed those two little rascals.
"Good, good, good." The old man nodded joyfully, though his eyes were still red.
Seeing this, Delphine softly said, "I’ll step outside for some air."
She left the hospital room, intentionally creating space for the grandfather and grandson to have their private conversation. With Stone Leclair imprisoned and the Leclair Family facing this scandal—an internal fracture—the Southeast Asian situation had grown increasingly unstable. No one could predict how things would unfold.
Nathan Leclair hadn’t gone back. He sat on a wooden bench outside, his long legs stretched out, squinting with a grin as he said, "When you married my elder brother, did you know he had a dual personality?"
Delphine always had a relatively neutral opinion of Nathan Leclair. Maybe it was because he liked to laugh—a bright, carefree laugh that carried a rakish charm, far more genuine than those sanctimonious hypocrites.
Delphine didn’t respond.
Nathan wasn’t bothered and continued smiling, "So, do you like my elder brother’s dominant personality or his secondary one? Can you tell them apart?"
The question sent a shiver down her spine. Delphine’s fingers curled slightly as she replied coolly, "How do you know he has two personalities?"
Although Stone Leclair had revealed this shocking information in court, Ignatius hadn’t acknowledged it.
"I can tell the difference between his primary personality and his secondary personality. Want to know?" Nathan crossed his legs and said meaningfully.
"Not interested, thanks," Delphine flatly refused, her tone cold. "In this trial, the second son, it seems, has emerged as the biggest winner. Everyone worked hard to pave your way."
With Stone imprisoned, the Leclair Family’s first branch had collapsed spectacularly. Ignatius had been exposed as having a split personality. From now on, the vast Leclair empire would rest on Nathan’s shoulders.
Nathan’s gaze deepened, and he nodded with a hint of admiration, saying, "That depends whether I feel like inheriting this mess. The old families in Southeast Asia are all a bunch of bastards—it’ll be a headache to deal with."
Delphine lowered her eyes, unwilling to continue the conversation, and stepped aside.
Nathan glanced at her, noting her aloof and silent demeanor—driven solely by personal preference, detached from all affairs. Shaking his head with a faint smile, he mused that his elder brother was far more sentimental than he was. If not for his brother indulging her long-term, how could she live so leisurely and comfortably, unbothered in her own utopia?
He also wanted to find a gentle and serene woman to pamper and spoil, to cultivate her temper until it was insufferable to everyone but himself. That way, she would never leave him.
Ignatius Leclair comforted the old man for a while. The grandfather and grandson talked for a long time, until Ignatius checked the time and realized it was late. He coaxed the old man to sleep and then hurried out to look for Delphine.
The corridor was empty, and the man’s handsome face immediately darkened.
