the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 129: Ignatius Leclair was just trying something new;

Delphine had long seen through her mother’s cowardly and greedy nature. Watching her endure years of humiliation, being whipped by Stone Leclair, and still choosing to remain a mistress rather than give up her possessions, Delphine had long since lost hope in her.

Lowering her eyes, she said flatly, "Mother, don’t overthink it. Ignatius Leclair is only curious about for now. I’m simply using his power. Sooner or later, we’ll part ways. If you have the ti, you’d be better off saving up so private funds while we’re still at the Leclair manor. In case we get kicked out one day, life won’t be so hard."

The plans Delphine had for the future would inevitably involve Mrs. Carter. Today, she was rely giving her mother a heads-up.

Beatrice Carter’s face changed dramatically, disbelief written across it. This was sothing her own daughter had said. Looking at Delphine, her expression shifted between pale and flush. After a long while, she waved her hand and sighed, "Forget it. I can’t control you anyway. Do as you like, but at least show a little restraint to keep people from spreading too much unpleasant gossip."

Delphine said nothing. Noticing that it was getting late, she rose and looked at the visibly uncomfortable Mrs. Carter, then said calmly, "I’m heading to the set."

Mrs. Carter weakly nodded, avoiding Delphine’s pure, jet-black eyes. After Delphine left, she sat in a daze for quite a while.

It suddenly dawned on her: this was no longer the rural child she had brought back years ago. In less than four years at the Leclair family, Delphine’s deanor and actions even carried traces of Ignatius Leclair’s—cold yet courteous, exuding the composure of a noble household.

Mrs. Carter felt a shudder of unease. Just thinking about Delphine being with that cold, ruthless, and untouchable Crown Prince of the Leclair family made her whole body uncomfortable. She stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

One mont she worried about how this scandal, if it spread, would make her the laughingstock among the society ladies. The next mont she feared that soone as cold as Ignatius might inherit his father’s violent tendencies. With Delphine’s frail arms and legs, she would be no match for him.

These frantic, chaotic thoughts eventually scared Mrs. Carter to the point of making herself ill.

After leaving the sitting room, Delphine hadn’t walked far before the old butler caught up to her from behind, smiling warmly. "Miss Delphine, are you heading out?"

"Yes, to the set," Delphine replied with a smile. She had always been grateful to the kind and upright old butler. In her early days at the Leclair family, Mrs. Carter largely ignored her life. When she was cold, hungry, or sick, no one cared for her—except for this old butler, who had looked after her the most.

"Young Master left early this morning," the old butler said with a smile. "He said Miss Delphine could pick a car from the garage for her own use. A driver has already been arranged for you. Shall I take you to the garage to have a look?"

The driver was a quick-witted young man nad Easton, who smiled so widely that his eyes beca slits.

Easton had been waiting near the garage. When he saw Delphine approach, he imdiately stood at attention, saluting as he grinned. "Miss Delphine, I was sent by Brother Thorn. From now on, I’ll be responsible for your safety and transportation."

It took Delphine a mont to realize that the "Brother Thorn" he ntioned was Little Six, soone who was always by Ignatius Leclair’s side. Maximilian had once ntioned that Little Six got his nickna from his birth order.

Delphine gave him a small nod and smile in response.

The garage at the Leclair manor wasn’t particularly large but still housed nearly twenty cars. Nearly everyone in the Leclair family owned multiple vehicles, with Ignatius Leclair’s being the most extravagant. Delphine casually chose a black Porsche and headed to the set.

The recent string of events, coupled with her confrontation with her mother, had brought about a change in Delphine’s Heart Realm.

In the past, she had been as humble as dirt—anyone could step on her. She would eventually take that step forward, so why not seize the mont while Ignatius Leclair was still not tired of her? She would use his power to strengthen herself boldly and without reservation.