the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 104 Xiao Guai, Hope You’re Safe and Well

The young attendant led the way, and the three of them went up to the VIP suite on the eighth floor.

The suite door was open. Delphine followed behind Ignatius Leclair. When she saw the scene inside the room, her face turned pale, and she reached out to tightly grip Ignatius’s hand.

Inside the suite, Leo Yeager, the eldest son of the Yeager Family, was trembling as he knelt in the center, his body covered in injuries, his face swollen from the beating.

Two factions of people were subtly confronting each other in the room.

Ignatius Leclair surveyed the room, walked in casually, his handso and cold face curling into a faint smile. In a deep voice, he said, "Elder Yeager, if you were coming, you could have let know in advance so I could send soone to greet you."

The Yeager Family’s elder was a sprightly old man, his hair fully gray yet still exuding the aura of his forr dominance. Leaning on a polished, fragrant sandalwood cane, he let out a cold and loud snort, "Young man from the Leclair Family, you’ve co at the right ti. This is your territory, and an old man like has to inform you before taking action here, so no one can sow discord between our families."

"And your Thompson Family, what do you think you are, pointing a gun at this old man’s head?" Elder Yeager, emboldened by Ignatius’s arrival, imdiately used his cane to deliver a forceful strike to Eric Thompson.

Eric Thompson didn’t step back, instead taking the hit head-on with a slight bow. His expression carried a faint, cold smirk as he glanced towards the man seated in an armchair, his back facing the crowd.

Everyone present was shrewd. A re Eric Thompson, causing a scene at Cloud Summit and daring to confront the Yeager Family directly? Who was giving him such courage?

Ignatius Leclair’s narrow, deep-set phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as he focused on the figure behind Eric. With a faint smile, he said, "Mr. Squire, you are an honored guest here. Little Attendant, prepare so fine tea for our guest."

Offering tea was a gesture of courtesy.

Elder Yeager’s expression changed upon hearing this. Could it be the man in the rumors?

Griffith Squire responded with a sinister smile and stood up. His towering 190cm fra exerted a subtle pressure on everyone present. Turning around, his devilishly handso and wicked face ca into view as he said with a grin, "Borrowing your territory, Mr. Leclair, to handle so private affairs—terribly impolite of . I’ll make sure to send a token of apology later."

Ignatius sized up the man, who appeared to be under thirty, his stunningly attractive yet roguish appearance laced with an unsettling charm. His gaze deepened.

Delphine caught a clear glimpse of the man’s face and suddenly went pale, letting out a soft gasp.

Noticing her unusual reaction, Ignatius’s expression darkened. His eyes, sharp as knives, shifted to Griffith Squire.

They know each other?

"Little Darling, it’s been a while." Griffith raised an eyebrow in surprise, his smile deepening as he spoke in a tone of intimate familiarity.

The atmosphere in the room instantly froze into icy tension.

Delphine closed her eyes briefly, her body trembling slightly.

Ignatius’s lips curled into a cold smile as he reached out to stroke her icy little face. With a slight sidestep, he shielded her body from Griffith’s gaze.

Elder Yeager noticed Ignatius’s abrupt change in deanor and imdiately banged his cane heavily on the ground, snapping, "Mr. Squire, let’s resolve the matter between our two families first. You can exchange pleasantries with your old fla later."

Elder Yeager almost burst out laughing—after all, this woman had co in with Ignatius Leclair. Who in the South Pacific didn’t know the ruthless ans of this particular young master of the Leclair Family? Initially, the Yeager Family had been uneasy, uncertain how they had crossed paths with this demon. But now, offending the Leclair heir? No matter how powerful you were, if you were a dragon, you’d have to coil up; if a tiger, you’d have to lie low.

Today’s situation was bound to end in a resounding defeat for Griffith Squire, pitted against both the Yeager and Leclair Families.

Griffith raised his brows at the scene, an inexplicably amused smile playing on his lips. This trip to the South Pacific was proving to be full of surprises.

Gazing at the man, who reputedly even the military dared not provoke, Ignatius spoke one icy word at a ti: "Mr. Squire, do you know my sister?"