the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 106 If You Let Go of the Past, Then Let Me Go

Delphine was still reeling from the shock of Griffith Squire’s appearance and, seeing the suppressed anger in Ignatius Leclair, she knew there was yet another fierce battle to be fought.

Without even glancing at the handso, resolute man before her, she walked over to the drink cabinet in the suite, opened a bottle of wine, took a large gulp as if it were nothing, then abruptly set the glass down and mockingly said, "What do you want to ask? About what happened five years ago or five years later?"

She lifted her small face, gazing at the much taller man, not retreating a single step.

Ignatius Leclair’s expression was sowhat grim, the events of five years ago remaining a sharp thorn in his heart.

Back then, he had returned to the country grieving his mother’s death, and seeing this adorable and naïve young girl, also Beatrice Carter’s daughter, he decided to tease her. Having already embraced his role as the villain, he didn’t mind seeing it through to the end.

But who would have thought that five years later, Delphine Carter would change so much, while he would suffer from an incurable obsession with cleanliness, keeping strangers at a safe distance.

Counting over these years, Delphine Carter was the only woman, so he had simply continued with her out of convenience.

Ignatius Leclair had always been calm and self-controlled, regarding the matter of luring her then chasing her away five years ago, even if he was unwilling to admit it, he had been troubled by it over the years.

Now seeing the enigmatic Griffith Squire appear, and completely unaware of the relationship between Delphine and him, he grew even more depressed and said in a low voice, "Griffith Squire is not a good person, I forbid you to have any dealings with him."

Delphine sneered. Griffith Squire wasn’t indeed a good person, you could even call him a villain, but if it weren’t for the Squire siblings back then, she would have died outside, leaving no trace.

What about Ignatius Leclair, who prided himself on being a scion of a prestigious family? Nothing more than a bird of a feather.

Whenever Delphine recalled that unspeakable past and thought of Leah now being in Southeast Asia, countless courage rose in her heart for so inexplicable reason, and she retorted coldly, "Isn’t Ignatius overstepping, concerning himself with my relationship with the Squire siblings?

Counting it, we are no more than strangers beyond these doors, on what grounds do you interfere with my friendships? Or is it that Ignatius wants to use his power to oppress again?"

Delphine’s small face was cold, and the soft light hitting her face accentuated her snow-like skin, carrying a rarely seen rebelliousness.

Having spent many cautious years within the Leclair Family, the result was still far from satisfactory. So why not let everything be exposed, each acting indifferent and heartless, never interacting again.

For a mont, Ignatius was speechless, never knowing Delphine Carter could be so sharp-tongued, but amidst his anger, the man inexplicably felt a trace of authenticity.

This must be her true self; the timid cautiousness of her youth and the subdued detachnt after growing up were rely a protective shell. The real Delphine Carter was as fiery as a blaze.

Ignatius Leclair, several years her senior and inherently stable, bent down, took her small hand, and rested his handso face against her forehead, saying solemnly, "I wronged you back then, and I apologize."

When Beatrice Carter gave birth to little Zhen, his mother, already in poor health, died disheartened thereafter, and thus Ignatius Leclair vented his anger on Delphine Carter, committing such cruel acts.

The man’s strength was imnse; Delphine couldn’t break free and turned her face away, her eyes inexplicably reddening.

She was soone who believed in karma, and though she hadn’t hated Ignatius over the years, after going through so much, the little girl who once loved Ignatius Leclair with reckless abandon had perished in ti. He would never imagine the pain she had endured.

"I know what the Carter Family owes you, and over the years I’ve never blad you, but if you feel sorry for , then let and my mother leave." Her voice was hoarse and sorrowful, suppressing her sobs as she spoke quietly.

To her, love had beco nothing more than a fignt of imagination, and she only wished to lead a calm and simple life.

Little Zhen was a child of the Leclair Family, and that formidable old master of the Leclair Family would never allow his descendants to wander outside. Only she and her mother, if leaving the Leclair Family, could still have a way to live.

Upon hearing this, a flash of cold light passed through Ignatius Leclair’s eyes as he restrained his anger, saying word by word, "Impossible."