Ignatius Leclair's brows and eyes grew colder, and he turned his head slightly to say in a low voice to Delphine, "Don't look, it'll taint your eyes."
A surge of overwhelming anger boiled in the man's heart.
Ignatius Leclair's mind was sharp as a blade. With just one glance, he could see what kind of people this so-called maternal aunt's family was. That man looked at Delphine with a lecherous glint in his eye—Ignatius wished he could gouge out those filthy eyes. As for the woman, she was still clinging onto that Flower Vase as if it were her lifeline. Such uncouth and disgraceful people had somehow walked through the doors of his Leclair estate.
Ignatius's gaze turned frigid as he shot a cold glance at Mrs. Gu.
