The side hall was mostly filled with young heirs to prominent families—some aligned with the Leclair Family, others with the Cloud Family, and still others admiring Leah Squire. The room was in chaos due to the injuries of Bessie Leclair and Melody Cloud.
Leah stared coldly at Ignatius Leclair as he dressed Melody's wound. If not for Delphine's reputation, she might have erupted on the spot. That sanctimonious bastard.
Leah squinted angrily, then happened to notice Delphine standing on the staircase, and her expression instantly brightened.
Apart from Leah, Melody was also keeping a close eye on the staircase. Seeing Delphine, she immediately frowned slightly and withdrew her hand.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Ignatius asked with restrained patience, his deep voice calm and steady. His sharp brows furrowed, his expression dark and brooding. Given that this had happened at the Leclair Estate, whether to honor his mother's wishes or fulfill his role as host, he couldn't stand idly by.
