the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 861: One Week Later, I’ll Help You Escape

Jocelyn Yeager said she liked her, but for power and status, he married Bessie Leclair, disregarding her reputation, and plotted her kidnapping to elope.

Ignatius Leclair said he liked her, but ti and ti again he drove her away, shutting her away in the remote mountains. This isn’t affection; it’s for his own desires.

Nathan Leclair was a mystery to her; over ti, their relationship was only slightly better than that of strangers, with an occasional word exchanged, nothing more.

So speaking of it, what good were these imprisoning affections to her? It would be better for her to live alone in peace.

"I rember you hated the Squire siblings the most, so why would you pass a ssage to Griffith Squire?" Delphine said casually, her gaze drifting to the lush sumr garden. Soon, as the daylight completely vanished, the garden lights would begin to illuminate, casting a tranquil beauty in the dimness. It was really sumr, though it was a pity there were no fireflies here.

Delphine recalled the old house she lived in as a child; during sumr nights, her grandmother would fan her, and the courtyard would be filled with fireflies flitting about, tiny lanterns in tow.

"I used to hate you too, and now aren’t we standing here talking?" Bessie Leclair snorted coldly, "Now, only the Leclair family can pass ssages through. Nathan Leclair outwardly disagrees with our eldest brother, having seized his shipping rights, but in reality, those rights were given to him by our eldest brother. If it weren’t for our eldest brother’s backing, would he dare act so recklessly in the South Seas? Naturally, Griffith Squire wouldn’t approach Nathan; he’d co to instead."

After Bessie finished speaking, she glanced steadily at Delphine and lowered her voice, "Sotis I really think you’re quite dramatic. If my brother found out about your escape plan with Griffith, do you think you’d ever see the sunlight again in your life?"

"It’s not like I can see much of the sunlight these days anyway." Delphine replied with a faint, cold smile, seeing as she knew she didn’t bother hiding it from her any longer.

To put it bluntly, each mber of the Leclair family has their own stance. With Bessie’s character, she would probably be more than happy to see her leave.

"A week from now, I plan to use my parents’ wedding anniversary as an excuse to host a banquet. At that ti, persuade my brother to attend too. As long as you attend, Jocelyn Yeager will co too. You’ll et him then, and I’ll create chaos that night, providing you the perfect chance to escape with Griffith. What do you say?"

Bessie Leclair’s eyes shone with excitent. In her excitent, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed Delphine’s arm.

Delphine was pained by her grip and stepped back, saying coolly, "Have you discussed this with Griffith Squire?"

"That’s right, he’ll lend a hand. We each get what we need."

Delphine remained silent for a few seconds. Bessie’s tactics were not enough to deal with Jocelyn Yeager, but with Griffith, things were different. Still, it wasn’t enough; tackling Jocelyn Yeager was one thing, but escaping was another. Their strength was still weak. After all, she never underestimated Ignatius Leclair.

"You and Griffith joining forces can at most deal with Jocelyn Yeager, but if I want to take the kids and leave afterwards, it won’t be that simple."

"Don’t worry, that night, I have my ways to stall my brother, but you’ll only have half an hour." Bessie’s expression had a hint of fierceness, making her pretty face look sowhat grim.

After speaking, Bessie quickly left. Upon entering the side room, she casually called out for her brother.

Delphine shivered all over, not daring to linger in the hallway. She walked into the garden, calling Nicholas and Benjamin to return for dinner.

Leading the two little ones into the side room, she saw an elegant and stern man standing by the window. Delphine found her heart beating a little faster, uncertain if he had overheard the earlier conversation between her and Bessie.