the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 517: Congratulations, It’s Twins

Chapter 517: Chapter 517: Congratulations, It’s Twins
Delphine watched as the entire floor bustled with detectives coming and going, interrogating everyone involved. Members of the Leclair Family were present, and someone carried out a body covered with a white cloth. Her face turned pale instantly as she gripped the wall beside the elevator for support. Her stomach felt a sharp, dragging pain, and she nearly collapsed.
"Miss Delphine, Miss Delphine." Finnian dared not touch her, his face changing drastically as he noticed something was wrong. He quickly shouted down the corridor for Ignatius.
Delphine was in such pain that she couldn’t breathe; her vision darkened. Before losing consciousness, the last thing she saw was the man’s pale and terrified face.
"Call the doctor!" The man’s hands shook as he carried her, his bloodshot eyes filled with urgency.
"The patient has lost consciousness."
"Her water has broken. Prepare for a cesarean section."
"Delphine, Delphine."
She felt as though she was walking through a long hallway. Around her, figures dressed in white moved back and forth. Someone was calling her name.
"Grandmother." She was startled and ecstatic to see her grandmother ahead, bent over with a bamboo basket on her back. She tried to run to her, but her wrist was tightly held by someone.
"Delphine, when you come of age, we’ll get married." A young, handsome man held her hand, a soft smile in his eyes as he spoke.
"Is this my coming-of-age gift?" She stopped chasing her grandmother, delighted, and asked the man.
"Consider it your coming-of-age gift." The man’s smile turned cold and merciless.
"Do you like the gift I gave you, young Delphine?"
Standing amidst a crowd, her clothing barely covered her, she looked at him pleadingly. From his lofty position, he coldly declared, "From today onward, you are banished from Southeast Asia—you may never return."
"Miss Delphine should just forget whatever happened over the last two years. The man you see now is the real Ignatius." The figure who always stood like a shadow behind Ignatius said indifferently, "This money is compensation for you. Girls like you are replaced by Ignatius every year."
Delphine felt a sharp, heartbreaking pain, as if old memories were suddenly pried open, playing vividly before her eyes. Those hazy five years—the child she lost, the tiny cell in Vancouver, the man’s indifferent silhouette, and that phrase she had thought about for so many years but couldn’t understand, as if a curse.
"Young Delphine, my childhood name is Magnus Leclair—Magnus, as in ’deep affection.’"
Delphine suddenly opened her eyes, tears streaming down for reasons she didn’t know. The surgical room’s glaring lights made her unable to keep her eyes open, and the doctor’s voice seemed to pierce through from another dimension.
"Miss Carter, Miss Carter?"
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Her expression was pale beyond belief as she raspily asked.
"Congratulations, it’s a pair of twins—a boy and a girl."
Tears rolled down her face. As she listened to the babies’ cries, she felt an inexplicable sadness, reaching its peak.
Delphine gave birth to twins, and on the same night, Beatrice Carter’s unexpected death occurred. Someone had edly seen Ignatius enter Miss Carter’s room that night. Ignatius became a suspect and was placed under investigation.
After giving birth to the premature twins, Delphine remained in a coma, waking sporadically only to fall unconscious again. It wasn’t until ten days later that she finally emerged from critical danger.
During those ten days, she didn’t see Ignatius even once.
Finnian hurried to Imperial City, first visiting the two children before coming to see Delphine. He said gravely, "Stone Leclair is under investigation in Imperial City, and his promotion orders have been suppressed. All our plans have failed."
With Beatrice’s sudden death, Ignatius under suspicion, and Stone’s promotion stalled, the battle between the Leclair father and son erupted without any warning.
Meanwhile, Arthur White, who had been away from Southeast Asia for six years, received a mysterious phone call that set him on the path of returning.