novelraw Chapter 332 The more Delphine cares about someone, the less she will let them off easily
Chapter 332 The more Delphine cares about someone, the less she will let them off easily
In the side hall, Ignatius Leclair’s meticulously sculpted handsome face revealed a trace of an enigmatic smile as he looked at Jocelyn Yeager and said in a deep, cool voice, "Since the matter of blocking the sea involves Reginald Yeager and Delphine, might as well get to the bottom of it."
Ignatius glanced at Maximilian, who immediately stepped out to bring the witness.
"Nephew, now is not the time to drag unrelated people into this. The investigators from Imperial City will be here soon. If we can reach a consensus, this matter can still be resolved," the Yeager family’s elder patriarch said cheerfully, glancing at the other family heads. Everyone’s goal was the same—capitalize on the mistakes of the Leclair Family’s young man to seize some power and profit.
As for who Ignatius Leclair had acted so foolishly for, they couldn’t care less.
Ignatius let out a cold laugh, his phoenix-like eyes unintentionally sweeping over Delphine standing behind Sylvester Cloud. Seeing that she’d slept the entire morning, her complexion was better than before, and his tightly knit brow finally relaxed.
A faint displeasure surged within the man’s heart. Delphine insisted on coming in, obviously fearing that he might harm the people she cared about.
The more she cared about someone, the less Ignatius intended to let them off easily.
Maximilian returned with a crew member, who, after being interrogated, entered and immediately knelt on the ground, stammering as he confessed, "I’ll talk, I’ll say it all—someone gave me a million to secretly lock two people into the hidden chamber below the ship’s cabin. After one day, I was supposed to deliver them some food and drinks. Once we reached Guinea Bay, I was to let them go. I don’t know anything else."
"This man has been employed by the Cloud Family’s merchant ship for five years," Maximilian’s gaze drifted to Jocelyn Yeager as he said in a low voice, "Our investigation revealed that the person who contacted him is Reginald Yeager’s most trusted assistant, Jaxon Webb. Yesterday, Webb dumped all his stocks and funds, and this morning he boarded a flight to America. We’ve already intercepted him."
"Well, Jocelyn Yeager, I’ve noticed something wasn’t right about you for a while. You staged this kidnapping drama yourself and even tried to pin the blame on my Cloud Family." Sylvester Cloud didn’t even lift his eyes, radiating an elegant yet wrathful aura. Strangely, his lips curved into a smile—no trace of anger, only a cavalier charm.
Sylvester took a sidelong glance at his ever-composed uncle, enduring with great difficulty not to slap his thigh and burst into laughter.
Jocelyn Yeager wanted to scheme against Ignatius Leclair, but ended up trapping himself instead. It was classic "hoisted by his own petard."
Jocelyn’s face darkened with anger, and he instinctively looked toward Delphine.
Delphine lowered her eyes, her petite face pale and indifferent. Whatever was on her mind remained inscrutable.
"Reginald Yeager, I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation for the kidnapping of Delphine," Ignatius Leclair’s phoenix eyes were profoundly cold as he spoke with composed indifference, looking at Reginald as though regarding a lifeless object.
Jocelyn’s fingers clenched tightly into a fist. Damn it, yes, it was him who had orchestrated the kidnapping, but he had intercepted the act midway from Melody Cloud’s people. As for the person liaising with the crew, they had disappeared at the same time. This so-called Jaxon Webb was nothing but a scapegoat planted by Ignatius Leclair.
This man had embedded pawns around him, ready to explode at critical moments and frame him.
"Ignatius Leclair, no matter how you twist your logic, you can’t erase the fact that you selfishly blocked the sea." Jocelyn forced himself to remain unruffled despite his exposed deeds. His usually handsome face stiffened slightly—at this juncture, no one could hope to remain unaffected.
"You scoundrel! Did you really kidnap someone?" The Yeager family patriarch was beside himself with rage.
Whispers filled the room.
Ignatius’s sharp gaze pierced through the main hall’s window, spotting a rambunctious ringleader kicking down the Leclair Family’s security guards outside, storming toward the house with fiery swagger. His phoenix eyes narrowed, and his lips curved into a faint, frigid smile as he spoke, "Maximilian, send the subpoena. Sue Reginald Yeager."
The man’s gaze deepened. He was determined to make Jocelyn Yeager spend the rest of his life in prison. Then, it would be Griffith Squire’s turn.