the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 334: You’re Simply Unworthy of Being the Heir to the

Uncle Sylvester watched everything unfold, and his piercing gaze landed on the young girl at the center of this breathtaking turn of events.

Delphine kept her head lowered, her face pale and bloodless, saying nothing. Her small face, delicate like a doll’s, made her large, clear black eyes, reminiscent of polished onyx grapes, appear even more luminous and full of spirit.

At their first eting, he had thought she was just an ordinary, quiet, and charming girl. Because she reminded him of an old acquaintance, he had gifted her his beloved ocarina. But today, seeing all this—the Leclair Family’s assault on the Yeager Family, the lockdown at sea, and the way it implicated major aristocratic families across the South Seas—it turned out everything revolved around this young girl.

Uncle Sylvester couldn’t say why, but he felt an overwhelming sense of pity for her. Ignatius Leclair had the cunning to manipulate everyone like pawns, but what about her? A re orphan fostered in another’s household—what future awaited her?

"Brother Leclair, since today’s events were just a misunderstanding, we’ll be taking our leave now."

"Yes, yes, we’ll make our exit for now and co visit another day."

"If there’s no issue with the Cloud Family’s rchant ship, I hope Young Leclair will release the captives and the vessel. It’s already been delayed for a full day and night."

Seeing how the situation turned around so quickly, everyone abandoned the fight for mariti control, eager to cut ties and avoid being implicated with the Yeager Family. As for the Leclair Family, the authorities from Imperial City would surely launch their own investigation.

Ever since Ignatius returned, the Leclair Family patriarch had left everything in his grandson’s hands, acting as a carefree figurehead. Now, he simply let out a cold snort as he watched the various families scurry away with their tails between their legs, leaving only the Cloud Family, the Squire Family, and the Yeager Family—the ones truly involved in the matter. At last, his surroundings felt quiet again.

Sylvester, seeing that everyone else had gone, quickly spread his hands and smiled, "Grandfather Leclair, our Cloud Family has nothing whatsoever to do with this matter. Let us prove our innocence first. My uncle and I were rely visiting Solitary Isle to study plants; who could’ve known so unscrupulous fiend had snuck onto our ship?"

His words unmistakably pointed the bla at Jocelyn Yeager.

The patriarch turned to Delphine with gentle eyes and said, "Delphine, tell us what happened."

Suddenly, all eyes shifted to Delphine.

Delphine looked up instinctively, her gaze falling on Griffith Squire.

Griffith seed quite pleased with himself. Seeing the darkness clouding Ignatius Leclair’s strikingly handso face—the man was practically furious enough to be mistaken for a door deity guarding against evil—Griffith felt a smug satisfaction. He lazily smiled and said, "Simple as this.

Last night, rumors erged of a love affair between Delphine and Reginald Yeager. Reginald staged the whole thing, kidnapped Delphine, snuck onto the Cloud Family’s rchant ship, and planned to flee with her. He wanted to solidify the story of the two eloping.

But Young Leclair wasn’t pleased. He asked to lend him troops, hoping I’d take the bla for the lockdown at sea. In the end, he found the girl and lifted the ban at the port. Problem solved, right? But oh no, the Yeager Family patriarch rushed over to the Leclair estate, kicking people when they were down—and then it all exploded."

Griffith flashed an infuriatingly cheeky grin at the Yeager Family patriarch and remarked, "Your family—what a pair! You and your grandson are truly sothing, stirring up turmoil across the South Seas. Impressive—truly impressive."

Saying this, he didn’t forget to raise a thumbs-up in exaggerated mockery.

The patriarch’s fury boiled in his chest—he could barely breathe. He wished he could knock this insolent youth senseless with a cane, and cursed furiously, "You, you, you—"

"I did it." Jocelyn Yeager abruptly spoke up. His voice was calm, but his angular, handso face reflected steadfast composure as he cut off the patriarch’s words and turned his accusation onto Ignatius Leclair. "I did this because the Leclair Family heir, for years, has acted in ways worse than animals, forcibly violating his stepsister."

"Shut your mouth." Ignatius Leclair’s cold and stern face darkened sharply, and he roared in anger.

"Everything you’ve done disgusts ." Jocelyn Yeager’s eyes flashed with manic fervor as his voice surged with passionate rage. "You are utterly unworthy of inheriting the Leclair estate."