the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 211: Ignored her for half a month, not even a single

Ignatius Leclair arrived in Switzerland a week ago. He first visited the Leclair Family patriarch, offering a bit of reassurance to prevent him from grabbing a ticket and flying directly back to the South Seas.

Next ca the issue of the Squire siblings. The Squire siblings, who rarely stepped out of the Golden Triangle, set foot in Europe this ti, which almost imdiately attracted widespread attention, subtly tightening the political climate in Europe.

He was compelled to pick up remnants of his forr political reputation, creating the illusion of a potential return to the political stage, while leveraging his relationships from earlier years to intimidate various restless factions.

Several days later, Griffith Squire’s plans began to take shape. Seeing that the Squire siblings were at least unlikely to capsize in Europe, Ignatius Leclair headed to St. Moritz for skiing. Amid snow-covered terrain, and through daily extre sports, he reflected calmly, even intentionally delaying his return to the South Seas.

"Mr. Leclair, when do you plan to return to the South Seas?" Maximilian concluded his report and, as per routine, asked the question once again. Tears welled up in Maximilian’s eyes; Mr. Leclair had been away for over half a month. Not only was there constant bickering at the Leclair Estate, but even the old butler had lodged complaints with him. On top of that, the Yeager Family and Stone Leclair seed to be secretly scheming sothing. He really couldn’t hold everything down on his own.

Ignatius Leclair had just returned to his hotel. After removing his sweat-drenched clothes, he soaked in the bathtub, gazing at the towering mountains and the natural ski resort outside the window, his eyes dark and unfathomable like an ancient pool.

"Mr. Leclair?" Maximilian called again.

The man’s handso face was half-obscured by the hazy fog. Reaching for the phone on the side, he pressed the speaker button and replied flatly, "Soon."

Maximilian, overjoyed, quickly said, "Then I’ll book your ticket. The next flight is tomorrow morning at 8 o’clock."

Ignatius Leclair remained silent, tacitly agreeing. Having been away for such a long ti, he had consciously avoided thinking about the people and matters of the South Seas, exhausting himself daily with extre sports to the point of utter fatigue.

"Has the UK report reached the South Seas?" he asked coldly.

"Yes, it... it has," Maximilian replied hesitantly, wiping the sweat from his forehead. The reports in the South Seas not only covered it but also sparked hurricane-like discussions. Ignatius Leclair and lody Cloud?

If the Leclair Family, the most powerful family in the South Seas, were to unite with the second most powerful, the Yeager Family, the other families would surely tremble in fear—this was outright monopolization.

Though over the years, Leclair Estate had dominated, there was still a semblance of breathing space allowed for the lesser families. For now, Mr. Leclair controlled only mariti transportation in the South Seas, while his developnt of new energy spans overseas. In other words, his industrial focus has never been in the South Seas—he rely grips its lifeblood industries.

An icy silence perated the phone line.

Maximilian racked his brain for sothing to say, but before he could find any words, Ignatius Leclair abruptly hung up the phone with a sharp click.

The man’s lips curled into a faint, chilly smile. News had indeed reached the South Seas, yet Delphine Carter remained indifferent—she didn’t even make a single phone call. That woman not only had grown her own wings, but now she dared to act spoiled because of his prior indulgence. Half a month of cold treatnt wasn’t enough; damn it, he would continue to freeze her out.

The filming crew of *The Official Daughter’s Wish* belonged to one of the more conscientious production companies in recent years. Director Ge Sheng’s TV dramas consistently achieved high viewership and enjoyed excellent word-of-mouth reviews within the industry.

Delphine tid her arrival perfectly at Cloud Summit.

"Miss Carter, I’ll stand outside the private room once you’re inside. If anything happens, just call out to .

Before coming here, I inford Brother Jing. Cloud Summit is Mr. Leclair’s property, so there shouldn’t be any issues," Dongzi said with a cheerful grin, handing the car off to the Cloud Summit staff.

Since Mr. Leclair was not in the South Seas at the mont, Brother Jing had strictly instructed that protection must be close at hand. Dongzi dared not slack off in the slightest.

While the South Seas appeared calm on the surface, behind the scenes, ever since Mr. Leclair’s departure, dark undercurrents had been surging ceaselessly.