the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 522: Did you arrange for Delphine Carter to go back

"Your biological father Yun Ji left the South Seas three months ago to lecture at the University of Ireland. You contacted the rising political star Finnian in the Imperial City, using Stone Leclair’s promotion as leverage to leave the South Seas. Since you originally intended to leave, isn’t it a good choice to divorce now and receive alimony every month to live the life you want?"

Ignatius Leclair’s gaze was deep and cold as he spoke dispassionately, declaring that all her actions were under his control.

Delphine felt a chill over her entire body, realizing that Ignatius Leclair had launched a conflict with his son, and within just a month, had sent Stone Leclair to Xiang City. It turned out that on the day Mada Carter died, the day she bore him a child, he had regained his mory.

He had already understood everything, and now revealing it was rely a threat and a warning.

This was the sa cold and ruthless Ignatius Leclair who had driven her away from the Leclair Family years ago, and now he had returned.

"I can divorce, but the child must stay with ." Her fingertips trembled slightly as she calmly spoke.

Ignatius Leclair sneered, saying coldly and mockingly, "No child of the Leclair Family can be left outside. You may visit the children once a year, or does Miss Carter wish to wander with them, living like common folk?"

"I only want one child." Delphine’s voice held a hint of tremor and plea. She should have expected his cold and indifferent nature; he was so cruel to her back then, how could he possibly allow her to take both children? She simply wanted to take one child, as a consolation, whether it was the brother or sister.

"Impossible." The man flatly refused, his voice icy.

Delphine’s fingertips dug tightly into her palm, feeling a dull pain spread through her veins, gradually perating her entire body.

"The children are my condition. Otherwise, I won’t sign this divorce agreent." Delphine articulated each word clearly.

Ignatius Leclair’s eyes were deep, frowning as he looked at the seemingly fragile but actually very stubborn woman before him, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes as he spoke indifferently, "Miss Carter can go ho and think it over for a few days; perhaps you’ll change your mind then."

A blatant threat.

Delphine left the eting room in a daze, standing by the railing of the stairs, her head spinning, almost falling down. She clung to the railing, suppressing the searing pain in her eyes. She didn’t know what Ignatius Leclair was planning, but it was inevitable that he would do sothing to cause her extre pain and willingness to compromise.

She didn’t understand why things had developed this way.

She had rely fallen for a man who was good to her in her youth, a self-destructive love so fierce it left not even ashes, only lifelong pain.

"Miss Delphine, are you okay?"

Arthur White ca upstairs, seeing her perilously standing by the staircase, her face alarmingly pale, and asked softly.

Delphine ignored him and walked past him, taking deep steps down the stairs, making Arthur White anxious. Seeing her reach the bottom safely, he then entered the eting room.

The man’s face was even harsher than before, and upon seeing Arthur enter, he threw a folder at him, angrily asking, "Was it you who arranged for Delphine Carter to return to the South Seas?"

Arthur White, struck by the folder, stood unflinching and replied in a deep voice, "It was ."

He had asked the third brother to go to the little town near Vancouver to bring Delphine, who was facing a lawsuit, back to the South Seas. This was sothing he did behind Master Leclair’s back.