the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 844: Madam Is Too Beautiful, So She Must Be Hidden A

Ignatius Leclair stood under the pogranate tree, watching Benjamin Leclair sit in Nathan Leclair’s lap, swinging his little legs and licking a candied hawthorn, his eyes narrowing slightly with a calm authority as he called out, "Benjamin Leclair."

Benjamin had just taken a bite of the candied hawthorn; she was reluctant to eat it and wanted to lick off the outer layer of sugar before biting into the sweet and sour hawthorn beneath. After hearing Ignatius’ call, she swiftly pushed the candied hawthorn with her teeth marks into her uncle’s hand, climbed down from Nathan’s lap, and ran towards Ignatius with her little legs, shouting, "Daddy, Benjamin thought daddy didn’t want Benjamin anymore."

The little girl, with big black eyes glistening with tears, hugged the man’s leg tightly, blinking cutely, and sared sugar from her hands onto his pants.

Ignatius looked at the sugary handprint on his pants, his face darkened instantly, he picked up the little girl and pinched her cheek, saying, "Go wash your hands."

"Alrighty." The little girl went off to wash her hands with a spring in her step, covering her mouth as she laughed secretly. Daddy forgot to take away her candied hawthorn.

While Benjamin went to wash her hands, Nicholas Carter couldn’t see his mommy anywhere, and the young boy was suddenly upset.

Since Uncle Ignatius showed up, he often couldn’t see mommy.

"Uncle, didn’t my mommy co?" Nicholas still unwilling to call him daddy.

Ignatius gently patted the young boy’s head, smiling, "Mommy isn’t feeling well. How about we video chat with mommy tonight?"

"Oh." The young boy hung his head low, not wanting to respond to him anymore.

Nathan Leclair, still holding the candied hawthorn, watched the family dynamics with interest, laughing, "What’s the matter, hiding her so tight and unwilling to bring her back?"

Ignatius had disappeared with Delphine Carter for several days, Squire Family’s leader had been threatening him during that ti, but ultimately learned about Delphine’s safety from the two little ones. He was held up by matters in Brocade City and had gone there.

"My wife is too beautiful. If I don’t hide her away, others will covet her." Ignatius said without changing his expression, then walked into the side hall.

The old man was talking with his youngest son and daughter-in-law, seeing Ignatius return alone, he pulled a long face, saying, "Where’s my granddaughter-in-law?"

"She’s not feeling well, currently resting and recuperating." Ignatius smiled, "Once she gets better, she’ll co to see you."

"If it weren’t for your cute son and daughter, I wouldn’t bother with you." The old man grumbled with a stern face, insincerely, but when he saw Benjamin running in, he imdiately smiled brightly, calling affectionately, "Benjamin, my darling, co to great-grandpa. Nicholas, my darling, co over too."

The old man embraced the two little ones in his arms, kissing one on the left cheek and the other on the right.

By dinner ti, Bessie Leclair ca downstairs. Having not been seen for three or four years, Bessie had changed a lot; her previously fair skin was now tanned to a honey color, her once haughty deanor had faded significantly. Upon seeing Ignatius and Nathan, she didn’t speak, treating them as strangers, seemingly matured overnight from the spoiled girl she once was, becoming quite indifferent.

The old man, seeing everyone was gathered, announced to start dinner. After the al, he brought up so business matters, dividing his assets into three portions in shares, ensuring none of the three branches were left out, being extraordinarily fair this ti, except for not ntioning the shipping rights.

The old man’s intention was, by leaving it unsaid, his eldest grandson could easily retrieve it in the future if he wished, relying on his own ability.

Ignatius had no interest in the Leclair family’s assets, Nathan had different intentions, and the third branch mainly ca back for Bessie; with so property, Bessie’s future would be more comfortable.

And so, the discussion went on pleasantly.

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