the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 809: Marrying into the Bride’s Family
"Speaking of which, Leah seems to have a more open perspective than you. Although Casimir Shaw is my nephew, he’s her child, but the child has been raised by Richard Shaw since young and will ultimately take his own path. What is the point of forcing yourselves together for the sake of the child?" Griffith Squire remarked, hinting at something.
Delphine was momentarily taken aback by his words. Compromise for the sake of the child? Before the matter with Emily Thorne, she didn’t feel this way, but now she suddenly realized she had probably never truly understood Ignatius Leclair, let alone his dual personality and multitude of mysteries.
Seeing her dazed expression, Griffith Squire asked the servant to bring over the freshly bathed Snowball. He took a thick towel, covered the chubby Snowball entirely, and started drying it.
Snowball let out a wretched cry.
Griffith Squire squinted his beautiful peach blossom eyes, picked Snowball up by the scruff, and said, "Why are you crying? Your master doesn’t want you anymore. Cry again and I’ll throw you to the wolves on the back mountain."
The white cat resentfully revealed two round blue eyes, unable to proudly shake its snowy fur like before, laying limp under Griffith Squire’s handling.
"Does Leah know you’re treating her cat like this?" Delphine rubbed her forehead, unable to bear watching.
Griffith Squire drawled lazily, "It’s gotten so fat that if Leah saw it, she wouldn’t want it anymore."
Snowball trembled slightly, cautiously trying to hide all its fat.
Noticing her unusual behavior today, Griffith Squire asked unhurriedly, "What’s wrong, did Ignatius Leclair cheat on you?"
Delphine’s habit was to seek Leah when she was uncertain about something, and now that Leah wasn’t around, she naturally sought him.
Delphine almost spat out her tea and started coughing violently. Though uncomfortable, it at least brought her back to her senses.
"He’s been acting strange lately. Maybe Ignatius Leclair’s primary personality has awakened and he’s been getting close to a female painter," Delphine explained the situation.
"So you’re saying that the personality that woke up after Ignatius Leclair’s accident was the second personality?" Griffith Squire squinted smilingly, feeling that losing to Ignatius Leclair wasn’t regrettable at all. After all, this was a matter of one against two, how could he win?
Delphine nodded, lifting her eyes to look at the handsome and wicked Griffith Squire. Ever since he disappeared for three years and returned, he had changed significantly. His previously flamboyant wickedness had gradually receded, and his entire being had become as unfathomable as the night.
"Does it matter which personality it is? In the end, it’s the same person. Otherwise, today he’s Ignatius Leclair, tomorrow he’s pretending to be Magnus Leclair after causing trouble—can you tell the difference?" Griffith Squire mocked coldly. "In the future, regardless of who makes a mistake, treat them all the same without asking. The matter with the female painter is real, you can’t escape that. Isn’t he opening a gallery? Find some time to investigate a bit. If he’s cheating, leave your two kids with him and live your own carefree life. With your looks, can’t you find a man better than him?"
"In this regard, Leah is more carefree than you. Last time Richard Shaw came, aimed a gun at his own chest, and Leah didn’t even look back," Griffith Squire added, feeling a bit guilty, realizing Leah probably didn’t know about this.
"If his affair with the female painter is indeed true, I’ll take Nicholas with me. Ignatius Leclair has now given up his right of inheritance. With Nathan Leclair in the Leclair Family, Nicholas won’t need to inherit it in the future. This child is mine," Delphine stated resolutely.
Griffith Squire nodded, saying, "You have a point, but if you’re going to leave, do it early. At the latest, within six months, I’m leaving the South Seas for Brocade City, to marry into a family."
