the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 163: With Ignatius Leclair Absent, Who Can Suppress

The White Magnolia Film Festival’s opening ceremony concluded flawlessly that evening.

The global premiere of "Twin Flowers," in the Panorama section, was scheduled for 8 PM the following night, competing for awards.

The festival thrived over the course of two weeks. During the awards ceremony held after those two weeks, "Twin Flowers" won Best Screenplay and received the Silver Magnolia Award. The creative team was ecstatic to the point of madness, especially director Theodore Hughes.

After winning the award, the dostic release date was finalized, and major cinemas scrambled to schedule screenings.

While the creative team was still celebrating in Berlin, Delphine hurriedly rushed back to Nanyang after receiving a call from Ms. Gu.

On the phone, Ms. Gu wept and scread, insisting she leave far away and never return.

Delphine called Dongzi, but the one who ca to pick her up was Maximilian.

"Miss Delphine, Master Leclair is not in Nanyang at the mont. Please be cautious upon your return, and feel free to call anyti if needed," Maximilian said seriously as he drove her to the Leclair estate.

Delphine’s heart instantly tightened—Ignatius Leclair was not in Nanyang?

"Did sothing happen at the Leclair estate?" she asked quietly, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Stone Leclair has returned to live at the estate," Maximilian answered succinctly.

Among the Leclair heirs, this century-old red mansion held imnse significance and was practically considered the residence of the family’s ruler. Delphine was sowhat aware of the thoughts of the Leclair family and was slightly shocked by this news.

"After you left for Berlin, Mrs. Howard had a relapse of her old illness. Master Leclair took her to the United States for surgery. She has since regained consciousness but cannot be moved for the ti being, so Master Leclair needs to continue taking care of her and won’t be back for a while."

Maximilian explained the situation in a few words, refraining from telling her that Master Leclair had originally planned to go to Berlin—his ticket had already been booked—but he switched to the United States at the last minute due to Mrs. Howard’s urgent condition.

If Master Leclair hadn’t been absent for half a month tending to Mrs. Howard, how could Stone Leclair have regained control of Nanyang’s affairs?

Delphine remained silent, her expression heavy. Without Ignatius Leclair, who could suppress the Leclair family’s multitude of scheming figures?

By the ti she arrived at the Leclair estate, the sky was completely dark. Dragging her suitcase, she noticed from afar that the side hall was brightly lit—not like the usual setup with only a nightlight on. Before she got close, she already heard sounds of shouting and scolding from inside.

"You wretched woman! Turns out, even before I t you, you were already passed around by everyone! And yet, all these years, you’ve been acting high and mighty, pretending to be so kind of noblewoman to deceive !" Stone Leclair’s icy, enraged voice erupted from the side hall.

Delphine’s face changed instantly—how could Stone Leclair have co to know about Ms. Gu’s past?

She quickened her pace into the side hall, only to find shards of porcelain scattered across the floor. Stone Leclair stood by the fireplace, his face livid, his reddened eyes fierce. A whip lay discarded to the side, while Ms. Gu knelt on the ground, trembling as she sobbed softly.

The servants were keeping their distance, and in the side hall, there were only the elderly steward, the schadenfreude-filled Bessie Leclair, and the indifferent Jocelyn Yeager.

"Uncle, who knows whether Xiaozheng is even truly a Leclair? So won who’ve grown desperate from poverty will stoop to anything," Bessie sneered maliciously, emboldened by Jocelyn’s presence. Her mocking gaze brimd with satisfaction—if she couldn’t subdue the younger generation, she could certainly go after the older ones.

"Xiaozheng is—he is a Leclair!" Ms. Gu sobbed in terror and despair, her voice trembling as she cried out, "He truly is the child of the Leclair family!"

She had lived at the Leclair estate for many years. If Xiaozheng’s identity were challenged, it wouldn’t just an ruin for her and her son—it would doom Delphine as well.