the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 811: Is Madam Avoiding Him?

Ignatius Leclair sneered coldly. It was obvious even with the tip of his toe that Reginald Yeager was up to no good, otherwise why would Delphine be ignoring him today?

The thought filled the man’s heart with anger, and he asked frostily, "How has Bessie been these three years?"

Maximilian was startled at the mention of the fourth Miss, and he replied, "It’s said she’s changed greatly, but I haven’t seen her in years, so no one knows exactly how she’s changed."

Ignatius fell silent for a moment before speaking indifferently, "The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. Inform the third house about Nathan Leclair inheriting the Leclair Family and Stone Leclair’s imprisonment, and have them come back."

The upheavals within the Leclair Family this year were considerable; upon hearing of such changes, Bessie would undoubtedly return.

"The fourth Miss has always been at odds with Miss Delphine. If she returns, will it affect Miss Delphine?" Maximilian asked hesitantly. It wouldn’t be good to shoot himself in the foot.

"Bessie and Nathan Leclair are sworn enemies. With Nathan present, Bessie won’t be able to make much of a splash. However, Bessie’s return will be most troubling for Jocelyn Yeager." Ignatius waved his hand, signaling him to proceed.

As Jocelyn Yeager’s former wife, Bessie’s return would in some way tie her to Jocelyn. Ignatius sneered; he aimed to make Reginald Yeager so uncomfortable that he couldn’t eat. The woman he once married and discarded like an old shoe, the deeds done for wealth and glory—if Reginald wants to redeem himself, he’ll have to ask for his permission.

Delphine was completely unaware of Ignatius Leclair’s schemes, but Griffith Squire’s words today made her think.

Whether it’s Magnus Leclair or Ignatius Leclair’s mistakes, they all need to be attributed to one person. Otherwise, with this man’s cunning, she’d be deceived by him endlessly.

Delphine considered the man’s recent suspicious actions, and her once-soft heart hardened a bit. Nowadays, anyone could live without anyone else; at worst, she could lead a life of solitude and purity, raising her son alone.

Delphine made up her mind and began ignoring Ignatius, leaving early and returning late to film every day.

After a few consecutive days, Ignatius’s expression turned ugly. Was his wife avoiding him?

Delphine was busy from dawn to dusk every day. Filmmaking was proving more difficult than imagined; this drama relied entirely on deduction and the actors’ performances, requiring extraordinary control over the actors.

While eating and drinking each day, she mulled over the film. Striving for perfection, she worked until 11 PM, driving home past midnight.

Delphine turned off the engine, noticing only the hallway and path lights were on in the house. She quietly entered the password and stepped inside.

Before she could set down her bag and keys, the living room lights flicked on. The man who had been waiting all night sat in the living room, his handsome face slightly melancholic, and asked in a deep tone, "You’re back?"

Having not seen or spoken with him for several days, Delphine was momentarily stunned upon seeing him waiting intentionally in the living room. She nodded and replied, "Yes."

The tone was slightly cold.

Delphine knew he had been home these past days, as Maximilian would almost daily recount Ignatius’s whereabouts to her.

"Is the filming keeping you busy?" Ignatius walked over to take her bag and keys, leaning against the entryway and fixing his star-like cold gaze on her.

The man had long since showered, wearing only a bathrobe, revealing his alluring chest. The faint scent of his refreshing fragrance enveloped her, carrying an inexplicable temptation.

Delphine took a step back, nodded haphazardly, and said, "A bit busy, I’m sweating all over, I need to shower first."

Ignatius watched her fleeing figure, dangerously narrowing his phoenix eyes. While he did have a cleanliness disorder, he didn’t mind inviting his wife for a romantic bath. Moreover, exercising at night also worked up a sweat.