novelraw Chapter 300 This Woman is Soaring to the Skies
Chapter 300 This Woman is Soaring to the Skies
Chapter 300: Chapter 300 This Woman is Soaring to the Skies
Bessie still wanted to say something, but Stone entered the room with Beatrice.
The old man let out a cold snort, his face stern, cutting off anything further Bessie had to say.
"Everyone, sit down," the old man commanded with authority.
"Alright," Stone said, kneeling for two hours without daring to utter a single complaint.
With the old man presiding, the crowd who used to engage in fierce battles unexpectedly sat down at the same table, eating the bland medicinal dishes in silence.
Bessie, unable to bear it several times, felt the urge to jab her finger at Delphine’s forehead and tell her grandfather that this illegitimate daughter had already climbed into her eldest brother’s bed. If they didn’t deal with her now, she’d be unstoppable in the future.
But the man’s deep and narrow phoenix eyes glanced over faintly, his smile inscrutable, sending a chill down Bessie’s spine.
She dared to scheme against Nathan and even managed to drive him away, but she never had the courage to challenge Ignatius.
All it took was a single glance from this man, and she would feel as though he had seen through every inch of her.
The meal was tough to get through.
After the meal, the butler had the table cleared, and the old man, feeling fatigued, went to rest.
The first day of the old man’s return saw him immediately siding with his eldest grandson, Ignatius. Stone had knelt for two hours, and yet the old man didn’t bring up Stone and Beatrice’s marriage at all. Instead, he allowed Delphine, the orphan who’d been driven out, to sit and have dinner with them.
This round clearly ended in Ignatius’s complete victory.
Stone’s face darkened to an extreme. The old man was as biased as ever, favoring this grandson over everyone else in the Leclair Family.
The next day, the old man sent someone to bring Isaac back from his boarding school.
The nine-year-old boy, looking fresh and radiant, carried no hint of arrogance. He returned joyfully, his backpack slung over his shoulders.
The old man saw that, despite his young age, Isaac hadn’t been led astray and was greatly comforted. He asked him questions about his studies and life, which the boy answered dutifully. Then, like a little wolfhound, he eagerly tried to sidle up next to Ignatius.
Ignatius, annoyed, grabbed him and hauled him up to the top floor, speaking in a deep tone, "Go play with your sister."
The boy’s eyes lit up, cheering aloud before seriously straightening his clothes. Like a proper little gentleman, he knocked on the door and joyfully announced, "Sis, I’m back!"
The boy’s voice was crisp and bright, carefree and jubilant.
Delphine was in the study reading a book. When she saw the boy, her eyes reddened. Stroking his small head, she softly said, "You’ve grown taller."
Isaac nestled beside her, comparing their heights and shyly said, "Brother says I need to grow as tall as him to be a man."
Isaac’s dark and glossy eyes sparkled. He was so happy now—not only did he have his sister, but his brother had been treating him better lately, even letting him come to the top floor to play.
Delphine smiled and nodded, holding his small hand, and they sat side by side on the carpet by the floor-to-ceiling window. The siblings chatted joyfully, with Isaac mostly talking about his school life while Delphine listened with a gentle smile.
The man stood outside the door, watching the big and small heads huddled together, his gaze deepening. The Leclair estate had always lacked the warmth of family ties. He, Nathan, and Bessie were not close growing up, but unexpectedly, Isaac had a peculiar admiration for him. This boy’s temperament was unlike anyone else; he genuinely liked being around Delphine.
Ignatius felt an inexplicable sense of comfort. He realized he had been too harsh on this little brother in the past. Though the bonds of mother and daughter had been severed, with Isaac around, Delphine wouldn’t feel quite so desolate.