the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 598: Jealous?
Delphine took Benjamin and Nicholas to the amusent park and didn’t return ho until late. Cassius Turner safely escorted the beautiful trio back to the villa before leaving.
"I really liked that pirate ship ride. It was so thrilling!" Benjamin’s eyes lit up as he talked about the attractions they tried today.
"I liked the Harry Potter Adventure the most." Nicholas reminisced about his favorite imrsive exploration ga.
"Nicholas, when can we go on the ferris wheel?" Benjamin stood on tiptoes, trying to make himself look taller.
There were so many thrilling gas today, but they were too small, and the park refused to sell them tickets for certain rides—infuriating!
"You’ll be able to ride it once you’ve grown up." Delphine chuckled as she entered the villa by inputting the password. She saw Kyla Zamora and Desmond Wood waiting by the door. The mont they spotted her, Kyla grabbed her bag and rushed forward like a whirlwind, appearing on the verge of tears. "Delphine, we’ve already imposed on you for too long. We’re heading back ho now. If anything cos up, just call ."
The two of them didn’t wait for a response before leaving like their shoes were on fire.
The two little ones tilted their heads up, watching them with wide-eyed surprise and mouths agape, their reactions miraculously synchronized.
Delphine snapped back to her senses and turned her gaze toward the man sitting elegantly in the living room, casually reviewing docunts. Her expression shifted slightly.
So Ignatius Leclair had chased off her friends?
The man looked up from the pile of reports, his sharp eyes swept over Delphine’s loose, relaxed clothing and then briefly landed on the two little ones behind her. Having waited all evening, he didn’t show anger but instead let out a low chuckle and asked, "Was the amusent park fun?"
Perfect—a late return after spending the evening with so random man and his two kids. Did she think he was dead?
The two little troublemakers enthusiastically ran over to him, excitedly chattering all at once about their adventure-filled day.
"Benjamin, Nicholas, let’s go take a bath. It’ll be bedti soon!" Delphine reached over, taking the children’s hands and leading them away.
After coaxing the children to sleep, an hour had passed.
When Delphine ca downstairs, Ignatius was making coffee. From the mont she stepped through the door, she could sense that sothing had changed in the house. Once her eyes fell on the full coffee-making setup, her expression imdiately chilled.
"Mr. Leclair, I feel strongly that I need to remind you about respecting personal space. This is my ho. Moving in without permission, bringing all these things, and driving away my friends—such actions are not only inappropriate but outright excessive." Delphine firmly stressed the importance of boundaries.
Ignatius finished brewing the coffee, its rich fragrance wafting through the air. He glanced up, casually smirking as he responded, "I rely borrowed your kitchen to make a cup of coffee while waiting for my daughter. Isn’t it a bit much to act like I’ve violated your territorial sovereignty?"
His gaze skimd over her slender figure briefly. Despite her youthful charm that exuded a dangerous allure, she had chosen to enter the chaotic entertainnt sector, endlessly attracting attention.
The thought unsettled Ignatius, and his thin lips pressed into a displeased line.
Delphine rarely argued with others—in fact, she was no match for him. But right now, she felt a storm of frustration seething inside her.
Why was this man always haunting her space?
"And, from now on, don’t take my children out with other n for intimate outings." Ignatius spoke with a casual yet cutting tone.
Delphine trembled slightly with anger, but a sarcastic smile played on her lips. "I was rely taking the kids out with so friends for fun, and yet Mr. Leclair acts as though he’s been cuckolded and here to interrogate . Don’t you think that’s ridiculous?"
Ignatius’s expression darkened in an instant.
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