Jealous? Delphine lowered her eyes. Originally, she was just using this as a pretense to question Melody Cloud's presence. Yet in the man's mouth, it turned into jealousy.
"Bessie said you're going to see the old man, and the wedding is imminent. I'm different from my mother. If you get married, then our relationship ends here," she said lightly. Her small face appeared even more radiant and flawless like jade under the light.
Ignatius Leclair's teasing tone vanished instantly. The atmosphere inside the car dropped sharply, pressing down to the point where it was hard to breathe.
"What do you think my relationship with Melody Cloud is?" Ignatius Leclair spoke coldly. When the man wasn't smiling, his presence carried an oppressive aura, cold and sharp as the depths of winter.
Seeing his immediate change in demeanor, Delphine remained composed and casually responded, "Perhaps I misunderstood. I'll take a nap first."
