the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 403: I Think You’ve Been Bewitched by Her

"Have you investigated thoroughly? Miss Carter’s personality doesn’t seem like soone who would do such a thing," Richard Shaw said.

Ignatius Leclair’s mood was heavy, his thin lips pressed into a line in silence before he spoke in a low voice, "Richard, she has severe depression. I wouldn’t be surprised no matter what she does."

The man’s expression darkened as he recalled the slap she had given him. Delphine had made up her mind to sever their relationship completely.

Richard Shaw abruptly fell silent. Patients with severe depression indeed struggle to control their emotions and actions. The scariest part is, if these patients can’t find a way out, they either beco deranged or self-harm, and the most severe cases end in suicide. No wonder Ignatius is so nervous.

"I’m taking my son to stay in the South Isles for a few days. Call if anything cos up," the man said with a nod.

When Ignatius Leclair arrived at the Leclair estate, chaos had already broken out in the side hall.

Mrs. Cloud, who had always maintained a gentle and elegant deanor befitting a noblewoman, now stared daggers at Delphine, saying, "What exactly did lody do to offend you for you to harm her like this? You’re also a young woman yourself. Just because you’ve been through that kind of scandal doesn’t give you the right to harm lody."

The words were nothing short of vicious.

The elder of the Leclair Family, who had just risen for the day, watched as the Cloud Family barged in with their accusations, his face creased into a frown, silent as he sat off to the side.

"How can this Mada’s words be so poisonous?" Leah Squire, with her fiery temper and fierce loyalty, imdiately fired back with sarcasm, "It’s ridiculous to storm in here based solely on your daughter’s one-sided claim. For all I know, it’s your lody Cloud who wanted to climb into Ignatius Leclair’s bed and orchestrated this whole charade herself."

Mrs. Cloud, enraged by Leah’s sharp wit, pointed at her and snapped, "Whose ill-mannered child are you? You have no place to speak here."

Leah’s beautiful face, radiant as a jewel, lit up even more with a sneer as she crossed her arms lazily, "Please present evidence before making accusations. Otherwise, I’ll have every lawyer in the South Isles on your heels for defamation."

The elder of the Leclair Family watched the dazzling, almost otherworldly young woman in front of him. Not only was she strikingly beautiful, but her biting words were sharp indeed. He couldn’t help but wonder where she ca from.

"Delphine, what exactly is going on here?" the elder asked, his deanor calm, though clearly probing.

Delphine glanced at the Cloud Family, who had stord in with their accusations, her obsidian-black eyes lowered as she replied coldly, "The matter with lody Cloud is—"

"The matter with lody Cloud has already been investigated," Ignatius Leclair interrupted with a frigid tone, cutting off Delphine sharply. His expression darkened to a frightening degree as he strode decisively into the hall and motioned for Leah Squire to pull Delphine aside, preventing her from saying sothing that would further stoke his anger.

"Last night, the suite lody Cloud was in was a honeymoon suite. The hotel attendant mistakenly lit an incense with aphrodisiac effects. After Delphine spoke briefly with lody Cloud, she left. There was no drugging involved—it was all caused by the incense. As for the man who followed her drunkenly afterward, how you choose to deal with him is up to you." Ignatius explained in a low voice, outlining the cause and effect clearly.

Mrs. Cloud’s face instantly turned deathly pale with fury. Everyone present was a seasoned expert in human behavior, and it was apparent to all that Ignatius’s ability to tell bald-faced lies had advanced to a new level. To protect this orphan, he was even willing to sacrifice decades of camaraderie between the Leclair and Cloud Families.

"Ignatius, lody grew up with you as childhood friends. After she went through such an ordeal, you’re actually protecting this orphan? I think you’ve been bewitched by her! She caused such a scandal at such a young age—there’s no telling what else she’s capable of." Mrs. Cloud lashed out angrily, her words thoroughly losing restraint.

The scandal involving Delphine five years ago had always been shrouded in mystery, with the man at the center of it remaining unknown to the outside world. Everyone apart from the Leclair Family was unaware that he was Ignatius Leclair himself. As such, Mrs. Cloud’s rant unknowingly implicated him as well.

Ignatius’s strikingly handso face turned even colder. His phoenix-like eyes, deep and impenetrable as an ancient lake, were icy as he said, "Mrs. Cloud, I advise you to choose your words carefully."