the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 886: This Butcher’s Knife Has Always Been in My Hand

For a long ti, the unique nature of the Southern Sea has resulted in a semi-autonomous state here. Even people from the Imperial City have to consider the attitude of the aristocratic families. But now, the foremost aristocratic family in the Southern Sea has pledged allegiance to the Imperial City, raising the butcher’s knife against the decaying aristocrats. Such an act akin to betrayal is utterly shocking.

When Ignatius Leclair was in power, this was not yet apparent; after all, he only toppled the leader of the Southern Sea, who was his own father. As soon as Ignatius Leclair retired and Nathan Leclair took over, everything began evolving toward the most intense and bloody direction.

"You two brothers are ruthless, truly ruthless. Does your old man know about this?" Jocelyn Yeager’s eyes glead with a hint of excitent.

Ignatius Leclair tapped his long and strong fingers on the tabletop without speaking. The old man didn’t know about it at first; even he himself only found out later that Nathan was sent by the Imperial City. However, now his grandfather likely suspects sothing.

The man spoke indifferently, "Making a move against you isn’t only for personal reasons; it’s also about your position. Ten years later, even if you co out, the Southern Sea won’t be the sa as you know it. Understand?"

This is to shatter all his hopes and make him not entertain fantasies in his lifeti, not to think of a coback. If a person has no hope, how painful would life be? Jocelyn Yeager stubbed out his cigarette, spat, and coldly sneered, "Do you think I care about the status of this broken Family Head? Even if you wipe out the Yeager Family, I don’t care."

If he hadn’t been bullied to the extre, he wouldn’t have exhausted all his efforts to climb up nor lost himself. If he hadn’t harbored selfish desires back then, if he had abandoned everything related to the Yeager Family when Delphine was driven out of the Southern Sea and followed her, life wouldn’t be like this now.

A trace of reminiscence flashed across Jocelyn Yeager’s eyes. Truly, one wrong step leads to another.

Seeing the last glimr in his eyes extinguish, Ignatius Leclair finally stood up. The noble and elegant man turned to leave.

"Ignatius Leclair, aren’t you afraid one day the Imperial City’s butcher’s knife will be raised against your Leclair Family?" Jocelyn Yeager asked aloud.

Ignatius Leclair squinted his phoenix eyes and said coldly yet calmly, "That butcher’s knife has always been in my hand."

After speaking, the man turned away without a second glance.

Jocelyn Yeager was montarily stunned, then started laughing maniacally; he was utterly defeated. He wasn’t defeated by Ignatius Leclair; he was defeated by the rules of the new and old era. Standing in the Southern Sea, the eyes of the Leclair brothers were set on the Imperial City, backed by national power, naturally leading to his defeat.

Jocelyn Yeager laughed maniacally, and eventually, painfully, he covered his face and began to cry bitterly. Their conversation did not ntion the na Delphine even once because he no longer had the right to ntion it.

The most heartbreaking realization was that after living most of his life, he finally rembered that his original pursuit of fa and fortune was to provide Delphine with a happy life. But he forgot, went too far, and there’s no turning back.

When Ignatius Leclair erged from prison, he saw Arthur White waiting by the car, looking as if he wanted to say sothing but hesitated.

The man got into the car, his chiseled, handso face gazing at the prison under the night sky for a long ti before asking in a low voice, "What is it?"

Arthur White initially planned to bring it up at the Leclair residence, but Ignatius Leclair had noticed. These days, Ignatius Leclair has always known that Miss Delphine and young master Nicholas are in Brocade City, yet he hasn’t taken any action. No one knows what Ignatius Leclair truly thinks.