the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart
Chapter 158 The child will naturally be born by Delphine Carter

Chapter 158: Chapter 158 The child will naturally be born by Delphine Carter

Ignatius Leclair saw that the group of people had indeed died in that lawless zone, and the hostility in his eyes finally subsided a little.

If not for their bodies being nonexistent, he would have certainly dug them up to grind their bones into ashes, to ease the hatred in his heart.

As for Griffith Squire being the infamous Shiva of the Golden Triangle, he had known about it for a long time.

"In Hinduism, the deity Shiva represents destruction and slaughter. For someone to adopt such a name, they’re absolutely not of upright character. Be cautious with all matters in Southeast Asia," Richard Shaw reminded him again.

Ignatius Leclair nodded.

"My matriarch has always been talking about you and your son. When you have time, bring little Zephyr over to Southeast Asia for a visit." The elderly Mrs. Howard, who had lived in quiet seclusion for many years, now craved nothing more than to see her great-grandchildren.

Ignatius Leclair had no children, and every time he visited the Howard Family, he would be nagged endlessly, so much so that the attention had now turned toward Richard Shaw’s only son.

Richard Shaw quickly waved his hands and laughed, "Don’t drag me and little Zephyr into this as your shield. You’re already thirty, a grown man now. You should listen to the matriarch and let her hold her great-grandchild soon."

Ignatius’s handsome brow furrowed deeply, and for some reason, Delphine came to mind.

In his thirty years of life, Mr. Leclair’s obsessive cleanliness had reached an incurable stage. He had never considered marriage or children, harboring a natural aversion toward women. Yet somehow, this condition was much alleviated when it came to Delphine Carter.

His children could only ever be born from Delphine.

The two chatted casually a while longer before ending the call.

"Go rest first. Tell Six to keep tabs on Leah Squire; we need to track that lead. It’d be best if we can dig into her past." Ignatius hung up the phone, covered the documents, and rose to walk outside.

Maximilian quickly followed after him: "Where is Young Master Leclair headed? Shall I arrange a driver?"

Ignatius shook his head, his thoughts still on the Squire siblings. Leah Squire was very likely someone from the Imperial City. It seemed he would need to find Richard Shaw for some inquiries.

That man, wasting his remarkable talents to lead a sheltered, disabled life—it was time to put him to use.

Leaving the Leclair Estate, Ignatius drove himself to Delphine’s film set.

The filming of "Tales of Tranquil Rivers" was already nearing its final stages. The production crew was working overtime to wrap things up.

When Delphine finished her scene and came out, the sky was already pitch black.

Dongzi, seeing her exit, smiled broadly, his round face full of cheer—his eyes practically hidden within his grin. He rushed forward and quietly said, "Miss Five, Young Master Leclair has come to pick you up."

Dongzi was so excited he pinched his own thigh until it turned purple. He beamed with joy. The fact that Young Master Leclair thought so highly of Miss Five made even someone like him, her driver and bodyguard, feel like he was being valued.

Sure enough, under the secluded shade of a tree, Delphine spotted Ignatius’s car—a low-key Rolls Royce, its black body merging seamlessly with the night.

These past few days, she had keenly sensed that Ignatius’s attitude toward her had changed.

She wasn’t sure whether it stemmed from guilt or possessiveness. The man who had once discarded her as if she were worthless now seemed to have set his sights on her.

Delphine got into the car. The man was smoking, his handsome face obscured by smoke and shadows, making his expression hard to discern.

The scent of the smoke caused Delphine to cough a few times. The man stubbed out the cigarette without a word and rolled down the window, letting the chilly autumn breeze flow in.

"Kyla Zamora told me you’re heading to Berlin in a few days?" Ignatius reached out and lightly ran a hand over her head.

"I’m attending a film festival, staying for about two weeks," Delphine nodded, her gaze clear, tinged with a trace of delight.

After the filming of "Tales of Tranquil Rivers," it would also be submitted to festivals by Lianjiang. At long last, she had found a path that truly suited her.