the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 630: Would a normal person kidnap someone to your villa in the middle of the night?

Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Would a normal person kidnap someone to your villa in the middle of the night?
Delphine stayed up all night, calling Leah and asking her to come pick up her and Nicholas in the morning.
As dawn broke, Leah arrived at the door with an air of defiance, her elegant face filled with anger. Seeing Delphine, she stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and asked through clenched teeth, "Did he hurt you?"
Delphine shook her head, furrowing her brow as she replied, "No, I’ll go wake Nicholas now."
Before she could leave, Ignatius Leclair descended the stairs dressed in a dark brown loungewear set. Casting a glance at the formidable Leah, he smirked coldly and said, "Miss Squire, what brings you storming into my house early in the morning?"
Leah nearly ground her teeth to powder upon seeing his self-righteous demeanor. Furiously, she retorted, "Ignatius Leclair, are you some kind of psychopath or lunatic? Kidnapping Delphine in the middle of the night—how is that something a normal person would do? If you’re sick, seek help. Don’t go around scaring people or corrupting your two kids!"
Delphine reached out to pull her back, urging her to say less.
Leah yanked Delphine behind her and glared at him fearlessly.
Ignatius curled his lips into a sneer and cast a emotionless look. If not for Richard Shaw’s backing and Griffith Squire’s absence, would Leah Squire have the audacity to point her finger at him and curse him to his face?
The man let out a cold scoff as he descended the stairs. Gazing indifferently at the snowy scenery outside, he replied flatly, "Out of respect for Richard Shaw, I won’t bother arguing with you. Delphine is my ex-wife, the mother of my children—this isn’t kidnapping, it’s normal interaction. Understand?"
To hell with your respect. Leah’s fair face turned pale with fury—he dares call this normal interaction? What a madman!
Leah fixed her icy gaze on Delphine and said firmly, "Wake Nicholas. We’re going home. From now on, stay away from lunatics like him."
"You beat Professor Land so severely he’s in the hospital—waiting for the Land Family to demand an explanation, are you? Might be best if you produce a psychiatric diagnosis to avoid liability," Leah added, crossing her arms with a cold smirk.
Ignatius responded with nothing other than a faint sneer.
Delphine kissed Benjamin, picked up Nicholas, dressed him properly, and carried him downstairs. She did not look at the man as she left the villa directly, boarding Leah’s car to head back to the small villa.
The man stood expressionless, watching her carry her eldest child and disappear with the Squire woman.
"Daddy." Benjamin, still sleepy-eyed and clad in pajamas, stood at the staircase wearing little slippers and called out softly, "Was it Mommy?"
The little girl pattered down the stairs, ran up to her father, wrapped her arms around his leg, tilted her head, and tugged at his pants as she asked, "Why does Mommy not want Benjamin, only Nicholas?"
The man bent down and lifted the soft little girl into his arms. His deep eyes held a flicker of emotion as he said, "Daddy will help you bring Mommy back."
"You’re not allowed to lie," Benjamin said sweetly, wrapping her arms around Ignatius’ neck and whining, "Daddy, when will you bring Mommy back?"
"Soon," Ignatius replied in a low voice, stroking the little girl’s fluffy bedhead, disheveled from rolling around. His mood was heavy—the woman wanted Nicholas and Benjamin, but not him.
"A big puppy," Benjamin murmured, reaching out to pinch the man’s stoic face. Pressing her tender cheek against his unsmiling one, she said adorably, "Daddy looks like a big puppy."
Whenever she didn’t play with the big puppy, it always made a face like this—and so did Daddy.
The man froze for a moment before his expression softened into a faint smile. He kissed his daughter lightly and murmured, "Shall we get Benjamin a cat?"