the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 572: A Man and a Woman Alone Together in a Room for

"I want to establish myself firmly in the country. I know you can help ." Delphine raised her eyes to the man before her, soone who seed refined and elegant but was in fact a cunning old fox.

For the past three years, she appeared calm on the surface, but she had to bring Nicholas with her everywhere she went to feel safe. She was terrified that if she let her guard down for even a second, Nicholas would disappear. She had firsthand experience of the Leclair Family’s power and Ignatius Leclair’s thods.

This was one of the reasons why she returned to the country.

Now that Ignatius had discovered Nicholas, her anxiety only grew.

Finnian adjusted his glasses with his hand and sighed. "Delphine Carter, don’t you know that your foundation in this country is rock solid?"

Is everyone else lacking intelligence, or is he simply too clever?

"Has Ignatius already discovered your and Nicholas’s whereabouts?" Finnian asked leisurely.

Delphine nodded slightly.

Finnian’s lips curved into a smile—it was just as he had suspected. Over the years, Delphine had lived in France, occasionally taking Nicholas out for educational trips, while Cloud, being free-spirited and unrestrained, would only spend at most a month each year with his daughter and grandson. Three years passed without incident, yet as soon as she returned to the country, her whereabouts were uncovered. This, in itself, was suspicious.

If Finnian could find out such things, there was no way Ignatius couldn’t. That man’s depth of calculation was astonishing.

To lay dormant for three years, discover their whereabouts upon her return, and yet remain inactive—only to have the Leclair Family’s future heir raised at her side. This man could deceive everyone, but he couldn’t deceive Finnian.

A truly pathological love.

Finnian looked at Delphine with great interest. His younger sister had indeed inherited the finest genes of the Wood Family. With her looks, it was no wonder that man loved her with such obsessive intensity. Ignatius Leclair was certainly intriguing—living divorced yet still digging a massive pit in anticipation of her return, almost like he had a split personality.

To encounter a man like this, Finnian couldn’t help but pity Delphine.

But regardless, Delphine Carter’s foundation in the country remained steady and formidable.

"The Leclair Family, a century-old elite household, still cares about its reputation. As long as public opinion is on your side, you’ve already won half the battle. No matter what, Ignatius won’t be able to take Nicholas away from you," Finnian said with a cheerful smile. "By the way, Desmond has been rather idle lately. If you’re returning to the Entertainnt Sector, why not help him make his debut? That baby face of his will be quite popular. Whatever you need, just discuss it with Desmond."

It was still worth clinging to his sister’s coattails; even if she weren’t involved with Ignatius, Finnian could tell from her face that she was destined for great fortune.

Delphine froze for a mont. Was this massive issue, which felt like her whole world collapsing, t with such a casual reaction from Finnian?

Finnian stood up, noticed Nicholas nodding off, his eyes barely able to stay open, and gently patted the little boy’s head. "Nicholas, Uncle Finnian will take you out to play next ti."

"By the way, if you’re moving, leave your new address with . I’ll have Desmond co find you," Finnian said with a smile, picking up his black umbrella and strolling out into the night.

As soon as Finnian left, Maximilian entered the villa and reported in a low voice, "In the afternoon, Wilbur accompanied Miss Delphine to purchase a three-story villa near Eden. Wilbur, Miss Delphine, and Young Master Nicholas had dinner together. Wilbur then drove them ho. Around ten o’clock, Finnian visited the courtyard alone and only just left."

Maximilian gave a detailed account of everything.

The man, freshly bathed and wearing a robe, sat with his handso visage half-obscured in the shadowy night. His five fingers pressed tightly against the sofa beneath him. So not only did she dine with Wilbur, but she bought a house with him—and then spent half an hour alone with that old fox Finnian in a secluded room?