the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 849: He Has Never Liked Talking to Women

Delphine saw him, fair-skinned and presentable, with eyes bright and piercing. He had been by Ignatius Leclair’s side for years, exuding a high-class aura of social elite, looking energetic and likely very attractive to won.

After all, as Ignatius Leclair’s right-hand man, in terms of power, status, and money, he surpassed even the average scion of notable families.

"Arthur prefers n." Ignatius Leclair noticed Delphine’s gaze lingering on Arthur White, feeling inexplicably displeased, and spoke leisurely.

Arthur White, suddenly labeled as gay, almost tripped himself and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, deciding to remain silent.

Seeing Ignatius interrupting, Delphine coldly remarked, "Why don’t you go wash the dishes?"

Arthur: "..."

The handso and noble man, seeing she finally spoke to him, felt relieved after a night and morning of suspense. He wasn’t angry at all; instead, he nodded softly and said, "I’ll go wash the dishes. You shouldn’t talk too much with Arthur; he never likes talking to won."

Arthur: "..."

Once Ignatius was sent away, Delphine turned to Arthur and, with a lukewarm tone, said, "Ignatius Leclair is already critically ill, and you’re all letting it slide? Now it’s like imprisonnt. If he starts self-harming in so ti, I won’t have the strength to save him."

Arthur was startled, looking at Delphine Carter, seeing her calm deanor, without any sign of affection towards Ignatius. His expression straightened as he said, "Miss Delphine, don’t worry. Ignatius has strong self-control."

"It’s not like he hasn’t self-hard before." Delphine sneered, "Years ago, it was your leak of my relationship with him that got expelled, and I lost the child I was carrying. You owe . I won’t ask for much; just find a chance to casually ntion to the old man that Ignatius’s condition has worsened. It wouldn’t be betraying him, and it’s for his good. How about it?"

Delphine had figured out that among Ignatius’s think tank, only Arthur had a unique status, daring to make decisions that others wouldn’t even consider.

If the old man knew of Ignatius’s worsening condition, whether by forcing him to see a doctor or by realizing her disappearance, Ignatius wouldn’t be able to keep things secret.

Arthur remained silent. In fact, he too realized that Ignatius’s many actions towards Miss Delphine were a bit extre, like confining her on this mountain and firing up Griffith Squire’s backyard. Despite all this, Miss Delphine didn’t seem to appreciate. In the long run, they were just a resentful couple.

Arthur pondered without speaking.

Delphine finished talking and reached for a book, continuing to read. The only advantage of life in the mountains was the extre tranquility, a sense of peace that pervaded the body, soothing all fatigue and restlessness, until even the heart cald down.

Delphine napped for a while in the afternoon and woke up nearly at dusk. Nightfall ca relatively late in the mountains. She awoke feeling lazy, not fully conscious, when a man picked her up.

Ignatius Leclair softly said in her ear, "Let take you to et soone."

Delphine cleared her head a bit, half-opened her eyes, and glanced at him. The man t her gaze; she had a girlish charm and a relaxed laziness upon waking, his sexy Adam’s apple rolled once, and he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, taking her downstairs to et the guest.