the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart
Chapter 221: The Man Who Was Very Likely to Reach the Pinnacle of Power, Ruined Completely Because of a Woman.

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: The Man Who Was Very Likely to Reach the Pinnacle of Power, Ruined Completely Because of a Woman.

Richard Shaw’s handsome and resolute face darkened slightly as he said, "The incident happened in your South Asian territory, so you can handle it as you see fit."

Ambrose River, kneeling on the ground and wailing, seemed struck by lightning; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted again.

"Wake him up," Ignatius Leclair commanded coldly, his voice steeped in anger.

To deal with this kind of scum, Ignatius didn’t even need to consult Richard Shaw. In his fury, he wanted to shatter this man’s every glimmer of hope, making him taste the flavor of utter despair. Beyond that, he intended to use this fat man’s fate to reprimand Richard Shaw.

Ever since that woman’s death, a man who might have had a promising future at the pinnacle of power had fallen into decadence, ignoring worldly affairs. Now, within the Shaw Family’s inner quarters, even the son-in-law of a mere servant dared to stir up trouble. How could Ignatius not seethe with rage at Richard Shaw’s obliviousness?

"The matters inside your Shaw Family’s quarters are none of my concern. As for this fat man, consider him dead. Find an excuse to dismiss that maid beside your old lady; don’t mention me by name, lest it alarms my grandmother," Ignatius let his anger spill over onto the Shaw Family without restraint.

"I will handle this and give you an explanation," Richard Shaw frowned deeply upon seeing him in genuine fury. They had known each other for years, but this was the first time Richard witnessed Ignatius outwardly show his anger. Without hesitation, Richard dialed the phone number for the Shaw Family’s main residence.

Ignatius waited as Maximilian revived the fat man with a splash of cold water. His icy voice cut through the air, "Tell me, who leaked Delphine’s whereabouts to you?"

"I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything! Please, Master Ignatius, spare my worthless life, I’ll confess!" The fat man, his last shred of hope crushed, began furiously banging his head against the floor and wailed. "It was a woman—from the Wade Family. She gave me a sum of money and instructed me to record videos of Miss Gu. She also promised to send me to America afterward."

"Master Ignatius, Ambrose River’s accomplices are mercenaries from South Asia. Shall I proceed to investigate the Wade Family?" Maximilian asked softly.

"Investigate," Ignatius replied, his lips curling into a sinister, frosty arc. Not only would they investigate, but they would leave no stone unturned.

Ignatius raised his cold gaze to glance briefly at Bessie Leclair.

It was Bessie’s first time witnessing her elder brother deal with someone, and she was so terrified she didn’t dare utter a word. Upon realizing not only the Wade Family was implicated, but also that Ignatius’s suspicious gaze seemed to land on her, her body trembled uncontrollably, wishing she could escape to Switzerland that very night.

"B-Brother, why... why are you looking at me?" Bessie stammered, jumping up like a frightened cat whose tail had been stepped on. "This... this has nothing to do with me."

Ignatius curved his lips into a cold sneer but said nothing.

The butler entered the room and spoke in a low voice, "Young Master, Reginald Yeager is here, waiting outside."

"No guests at Leclair Manor tonight. Send him back," Ignatius replied indifferently; he had no desire to deal with Reginald Yeager at this moment.

"Call Yvonne Wade and ask her to meet us," Ignatius instructed while glancing at Bessie and pressing against his aching temples. His expression was grim; this was the Wade Family’s final chance to save face. Otherwise, he would send his people directly into their home to seize her.

"Alright," Bessie nodded hastily, panic-stricken and desperate to protect the bigger picture by sacrificing smaller pawns.

Yvonne Wade answered Bessie’s phone call, but as soon as she left Wade Family’s residence, she was immediately abducted and taken to Leclair Manor.

Entering the side hall, she spotted Ambrose River kneeling on the ground with his forehead bloodied from constant kowtowing. Then her eyes fell on Ignatius Leclair’s elegant yet commanding face, half-obscured in the night shadows, exuding a chilling coldness. Yvonne’s complexion changed dramatically.

"It’s her, Master Ignatius—she’s the one who orchestrated everything!" Ambrose River exclaimed the moment he saw Yvonne, instantly dragging her down into the pit. Madness flickered through his eyes; if he couldn’t live, neither would she.