The small disturbance at Ignatius Leclair's birthday banquet was silently suppressed under his control, hardly causing a ripple.
"You saw it yourself—whenever Delphine shows up, my brother acts like he's possessed, with his whole heart and eyes consumed by that baggage of hers." In the side hall, Bessie Leclair vented her anger after the crowd dispersed, breaking even her freshly painted nails.
Melody Cloud's expression was no better; Ignatius Leclair had an even greater aversion to physical closeness than she had imagined.
When she had first returned to Nanyang, he had treated her warmly, yet after a single trip to the film set, everything changed.
"Melody, what do you think we should do?" She absolutely could not bear to let that baggage climb above her.
