the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 558 If you help me, Benjamin won’t tell about you peeping at the Miss without clothes

Chapter 558: Chapter 558 If you help me, Benjamin won’t tell about you peeping at the Miss without clothes
The man was silent for a long time before asking hoarsely and deeply, "Where is it?"
"That big V’s fan hid the location. From her previous Weibo posts, it’s speculated that she lives a wealthy life and is often active around the Imperial City area." Maximilian hesitated, unsure if he should mention this. Mr. Leclair had lived a peaceful life with Miss Benjamin for three years, while Delphine and Big Ben had disappeared for three years. Compared to the bitter farewell and love-hate entanglements of that year, perhaps going their separate ways was the best arrangement.
Ignatius Leclair silently nodded without saying a word.
Maximilian saw his lack of response and didn’t dare guess further. Over the past three years, Mr. Leclair’s thoughts had grown increasingly deep, to the point where even Maximilian couldn’t figure him out.
Since the day Cassius Turner openly declared he wanted to pursue her, Delphine had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him. She hadn’t known Cassius Turner’s background before; had she realized earlier he belonged to the prestigious Land Family of the Imperial City, she might never have gotten so close to him from the start.
She found the so-called elite circles tiresome, even repulsive, and only wished for a simple and ordinary life with Nicholas.
Sending Nicholas back to the Land Family’s kindergarten clearly wasn’t suitable anymore. Over the past few days, Delphine had been comparing several other kindergartens, finding a small joy in Benjamin’s constant love for her desserts. Benjamin even had Nicholas bring back two lollipops as a gift in return.
Such sweet gestures from Benjamin warmed Delphine’s heart almost to the point of tears—what an incredibly adorable little angel.
Cassius Turner also noticed the change in Delphine’s attitude. While bitterly amused, he felt somewhat relieved. Sooner or later, it would have to be addressed, but brazenly inviting himself over for meals was now out of the question. However, he could still see her at school. These daily chance encounters in the classroom brought a sweetness tinged with bitterness to the young professor’s heart.
Perhaps it was karma for the misdeeds he and Yeats Howard committed in their earlier years. Wilbur Turner thought about it, curious about what kind of retribution Fate had in store for that Demon King Hun Yeats Howard, and the thought made him chuckle.
In fact, Yeats Howard’s retribution had been ongoing ever since little ancestor Benjamin Leclair set foot in the Howard Family home.
"If you don’t help Benjamin, Benjamin will tell Great-Great-Grandmother that you bully him, and that you secretly hid lots of photos of ladies without clothes on." Four-year-old Benjamin Leclair, mischievous as a little devil, rubbed his big, beautiful eyes and threatened to cry.
Yeats Howard, a grown man, wore a defeated expression as he quickly tried to coax the little ancestor. "Alright, alright, my dear little Benjamin. At least tell me what you want me to help you with? Stealing lollipops? A trip to the amusement park? Or beating up some other kids at kindergarten? Hmm?"
Benjamin beckoned him close, stood on tiptoes, leaned toward his ear, and whispered softly, "During the National Holiday, I want to stay at my classmate’s house for a few days. If you help me, I won’t tell anyone about you peeking at the photos of ladies without clothes on."
Yeats Howard gritted his teeth. If the little one weren’t so young and such a tender little girl, he’d really want to teach her a lesson. As expected, only his younger brother could produce such a cheeky little Benjamin.
"A few days?"
Benjamin held up ten fingers. Yeats Howard burst out laughing, rubbed her fluffy little head, and said playfully, "The holiday’s only seven days, little Benjamin."
Benjamin snorted and dropped three of her pink little fingers, leaving five, then three. Her big, beautiful eyes were on the verge of tears.
"One day—no more," Yeats Howard pinched the little girl’s cute cheeks and said with a grin, "Just this one day, little lord, I’m risking my life to help you. If you want more, you might as well go tell Great-Great-Grandmother about me hiding photos of ladies without clothes on."
"Alright, alright, just one day." Benjamin quickly tugged at Yeats Howard’s clothes, blinking her big eyes obediently and flashing an angelic smile.
She was planning to take all her lollipops and pocket money to go find Nicholas and Mother Gu.