novelraw Chapter 435: It was Master Li who went to visit Miss Melody Cloud, and Young Master Yun let it slip.
Chapter 435: It was Master Li who went to visit Miss Melody Cloud, and Young Master Yun let it slip.
"Do you think you can win the lawsuit against the Cloud Family? Did you keep any evidence from that night?" Leah thought of Melody Cloud, that green tea bitch, and instantly felt her anger flare.
Delphine shook her head, her expression slightly cold. Melody Cloud and Ignatius Leclair truly deserved each other—one was ruthless, the other heartless.
Leah saw her acting so carelessly and immediately jabbed her in the forehead, anxiously saying, "I knew it! You’re the type who never plans ahead for yourself. Think carefully—are there any loopholes?"
Delphine pondered for a moment before saying, "I only provided the plan; the people were all arranged by Melody. That whole thing was her self-directed drama. If we want to find a loophole, we’ll have to pry open Melody’s mouth."
Melody was someone skilled at pretending. For her to tear off her own mask would be equivalent to losing her life. Delphine needed to come up with a solid countermeasure.
"Delphine?" A low, frigid voice sounded from outside the door, followed immediately by the sound of the door being pushed open.
Delphine straightened herself abruptly, lowered her gaze, and hid behind Leah, with her back to the door.
Leah stood up protectively like a mother hen, glaring at the man with his perpetually icy face, mocking him coldly, "Ignatius Leclair, it’s common courtesy to knock before entering. Do you have no manners?"
Ignatius narrowed his deep, phoenix-like eyes. Noticing Delphine hiding behind Leah, he cast a cold glance at the sharp-tongued Leah Squire, turned, left, knocked on the door, and then entered again with an expressionless face.
Leah: "..."
"Why aren’t you using my legal team?" Ignatius entered, completely ignoring Leah Squire, his phoenix eyes fixed intently on Delphine as he asked with restraint.
Delphine lowered her eyes, remaining silent, unwilling to see him.
"We already have a legal team, no need to trouble you," Leah sneered, replying.
Ignatius squinted, his tone icy as he said, "Does Miss Squire talk without using her brain? For this lawsuit against the Cloud Family, the only legal team in Nanyang brave enough to defend Delphine is mine; no one else would dare even touch it. A brain like Miss Squire’s must be quite the struggle to live with."
The man, unwilling to direct his anger at Delphine, channeled it all toward Leah Squire.
Leah’s face turned green with fury. She scoffed coldly, retorting, "So what? We’re still not using your lawyers. What, are you going to force us?"
Ignatius said nothing in response. He noticed that Delphine still refused to turn around, wouldn’t even look at him. The violent emotions he’d been suppressing began to seep out—how could their conversation from the morning, which had been perfectly fine, take such a dramatic turn in mere hours?
The man’s face darkened, his anger barely contained, and he restrained himself as he said, "Delphine, if I’ve done something wrong, you should at least tell me, hmm?"
Delphine’s eyes felt sore and swollen, but she didn’t dare to turn around. Her heart, after being battered and bruised over the years, didn’t have the capacity to look back anymore.
"This is my own matter; no need for your concern, Ignatius." She spoke softly, her voice hoarse.
Upon hearing her voice, which sounded as though she’d cried, Ignatius said nothing more. He turned and left the room. Once outside, his expression grew completely stormy. Looking at Maximilian and Brock Gray, who were waiting there, he asked, "While I was gone, did anything happen?"
Maximilian and Brock exchanged uncertain looks for a long while before Maximilian scratched his head and stammered timidly, "Did something Sylvester said earlier upset Miss Delphine?"
The man’s narrow phoenix-like eyes swept over them—deep as an ancient well, brimming with coldness.
"Sylvester inadvertently let it slip about your visit to Miss Melody Cloud," Maximilian hesitantly confessed, selling Sylvester out.