the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 817: Secretly Meeting a Woman—Even If It’s a Misunderstanding, He Deserves a Slap in the Face

Since Ignatius Leclair wasn’t home and no one was there to cook, Delphine didn’t feel like cooking either, so she called Griffith Squire.

The chef from Squire Manor quickly delivered dinner, and after Delphine ate, she took the two little ones for a bath. By the time the gallery delivered the pastoral landscape painting, it was already seven in the evening.

Yeats Howard received the oil painting, somewhat puzzled and uncertain, noticing that his aunt finished work early and Chloe Winston refused to leave. The atmosphere was weird.

He secretly called Ignatius Leclair, but no one answered, which made him even more anxious. Where was his uncle messing around? Was he crazy to bump into his aunt when she was rarely not filming?

Yeats Howard felt this sanctuary wasn’t safe anymore and decided to pack up and return to Imperial City as soon as possible.

Delphine unwrapped the oil painting, saw the gallery’s logo on the back, and gave a cold smile, placing the painting prominently in the living room with Chloe Winston. Then she answered a phone call and signaled Chloe Winston with her eyes before stepping out.

Griffith Squire was waiting in the car outside the villa, leaning against the car door. Seeing her with a little tail behind, he squinted his peach blossom eyes and laughed, "Why didn’t you bring a big guy? Bringing a girl to catch someone cheating?"

"I alone can handle two," Chloe Winston showed her claws to prove her strength, recognized Griffith Squire as the fourth young master who had saved her once in Imperial City, and stared wide-eyed, exclaiming, "You, you, you are the fourth young master?"

Griffith Squire winked at her, opened the car door for them with a charming smile, and said, "Don’t worry, fighting is a man’s job, I can handle two myself."

"Where’s the person?" Delphine was still wearing the silk dress from the daytime, determined to look dazzling even when catching a cheater; she couldn’t lose her momentum.

"Cloud Summit. Emily Thorne booked a room at Cloud Summit this afternoon, the time is eight o’clock. We’ll arrive just in time," Griffith Squire gestured for the driver to start the car.

Upon hearing this, Delphine sat in the back seat without speaking. Since she had Griffith Squire helping this time, the matter wouldn’t end well.

"Delphine, are we really just going directly? What if there’s a misunderstanding?" Chloe Winston still couldn’t believe it; Ignatius Leclair treated Delphine so well, how could everything change so suddenly?

"What misunderstanding? Being a shameless married person who tore up the divorce agreement, not reporting his whereabouts, secretly meeting with a woman. Even if it’s a misunderstanding, one slap will put him straight," Griffith Squire said with a mocking smile, his voice icy cold, not revealing the truth about Ignatius Leclair to the young girl.

The man was deeply calculating, having Delphine under his thumb for so long, finally catching an opportunity—divorce or not, first aim to strike directly.

"But if we catch him cheating, Delphine’s husband, such an arrogant person, might never be able to live together again?" Chloe Winston murmured, knowing Delphine’s husband wasn’t just arrogant, he was exalted and unparalleled. Ordinary men are proud, let alone someone like Ignatius Leclair.

What a shame, she thought only someone like Ignatius Leclair deserves Delphine.

Griffith Squire smiled without speaking; this marriage was originally forced by Ignatius Leclair. Without his endless strategies, Delphine wouldn’t have been stuck for so long. Since he had maintained a fourteen-year-long relationship with another woman, it’s perfect timing for divorce.

The car quickly arrived at Cloud Summit, and Delphine kept her eyes closed and didn’t say a word during the ride.