the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 480: You are truly heartless towards Bessie Leclair,

When Ignatius Leclair arrived at the hospital, the three families had already been through one round of conflict.

The old man from the Leclair Family was too furious to even stand, sitting on a chair in the corridor outside, fuming. Seeing his grandson finally show up, he imdiately stood up and complained, "Ignatius, you’re here just in ti. The Yeager Family has gone too far! My granddaughter, whom their grandson married into their family, is being treated so poorly?"

The old man from the Yeager Family sneered coldly as he erged from an empty hospital room, shouting, "And your granddaughter was having an affair, and the man has already shown up at our doorstep—why don’t you ntion that?"

"Your grandson is a piece of work, isn’t he? Marry soone and then treat her like she doesn’t even exist. You have the audacity to yell at ?"

The ages of these two old n combined exceeded 100 years, yet their argunts resembled schoolchildren tossing insults at each other.

Ignatius lowered his gaze and gestured for Maximilian to step forward and separate them, then entered Bessie Leclair’s hospital room.

Bessie’s face was pale to the point of being ghastly, her tears and snot flowing as she wept uncontrollably. There was none of the radiance she once had.

Jocelyn Yeager stood in the hospital room, his handso face holding a faint smile as he spoke leisurely, "Since Mr. Qiu has shown up, kindly take your woman along with her child and leave. The divorce papers can be handled first thing tomorrow morning."

"I don’t want a divorce," Bessie cried, gasping for breath, her entire deanor dazed and helpless, repeating that sa sentence over and over.

The Mr. Qiu who had co to confront her was, at most, a minor figure in their circles. His family wasn’t prestigious, but with his pretty-boy face, he had managed to get involved with Bessie Leclair. Seeing how easily the issue was resolved, he was ecstatic. Marrying into the Leclair Family, the number one dynasty in South Asia, would save his family two decades of struggle.

When Mr. Qiu saw Ignatius walk in, he imdiately nodded and bowed, greeting him obsequiously, "Big Brother."

Ignatius turned his face slightly, his deep phoenix-shaped eyes sweeping over him with cold indifference, curling into a faintly icy smile. He spoke languidly but ruthlessly, "Get out."

The fool had no sense of self-preservation, daring to lay hands on a mber of the Leclair Family. If he weren’t preoccupied, Ignatius would have had him dragged out and crippled already.

Mr. Qiu’s face went pale, and without saying a word, he hurriedly left.

Only Jocelyn and the other three remained in the hospital room.

"Big Brother, I don’t want a divorce," Bessie said again, terrified and repeatedly clinging to that one statent.

Ignatius stepped closer, looking at her, a glimr of disappointnt flashing in his eyes. He said dispassionately, "Co back in three days with your final decision."

After speaking, he didn’t bother sparing her another look. Bessie had been born with a silver spoon in her mouth, standing on the shoulders of giants, yet she had still managed to wreck her own life to this point. The man couldn’t help but recall Delphine, who had endured a rough, impoverished life with resilience—two completely different personalities that led to two entirely different fates.

After finishing, Ignatius shifted his phoenix-shaped eyes to Jocelyn, speaking coldly and forcefully, "Reginald Yeager, the people of the Leclair Family aren’t yours to marry or divorce as you please. As long as Bessie doesn’t agree, even soone else’s son, you’ll raise him properly for ."

His words were not only domineering but also arrogant. This was a world where power prevailed—if their roles were reversed, Jocelyn would likely act even more ruthlessly.

Jocelyn’s pupils contracted sharply. He looked at Ignatius expressionlessly for a long ti before finally speaking, "You really are heartless toward your cousin, just as you were toward Delphine back then."

In this marriage, Bessie was already utterly defeated; divorce was her best option. Yet this man, driven by the absolute authority of the Leclair Family, had chosen to disregard her happiness entirely.

Cold-hearted and ruthless.