GBP Chapter 1247: Anyone Is Impressive With a Wife
Chapter 1247: Anyone Is Impressive With a Wife
Not a word of what happened in Brocade City had reached Nanyang. Aurora Coldwell didn’t even know the Lincoln Family had gotten into trouble. It was only after a long time, when she happened to remember this matter and asked around, that she learned everyone in her mother’s family had finally gotten their comeuppance: either in prison, or lying in a hospital as a vegetable; even the one whose crime was the lightest had been locked up for a year, and after coming out never dared dabble in swindling and abduction again.
From then on, the Lincoln Family no longer dared set foot in Brocade City. That was all later talk.
When Zoe Kingston and her daughter learned what had happened to the Lincolns, they were so furious their teeth itched, yet they could only swallow all their anger and resentment and tuck their tails between their legs.
After Aurora had stayed in Nanyang for a few days, she gradually became familiar with Leah. Seeing that Leah lived alone with Casimir Shaw, she didn’t feel right prying into her private affairs, and only when people from the Imperial City came to pick Casimir up did she vaguely learn some twists and turns of the past.
Richard Shaw’s reason for taking Casimir back was to attend a wedding.
Leah heard from Casimir that the bodyguard Richard trusted most was getting married too.
Because he learned that Griffith Squire was also in Nanyang, Richard originally meant to come in person, but on second thought he arranged for people from the Nanyang Military District to send Casimir back directly, and moreover placed a call to Ignatius Leclair, far away in the United Kingdom.
Ignatius had already successfully undergone the first surgery and regained his sight. He and Delphine were living in their old home in the United Kingdom. Every day he planted flowers and plants, cooked, and then kept his wife company.
"So what you mean is, you want to use me to go find Delphine, then have Delphine call Leah Squire, to sell my wife’s little villa in the Imperial City?" The handsome, aristocratic man rolled his eyes over and over, phoenix eyes lifted as he laughed. "Richard Shaw, you’ve fallen this low, hmm?"
In order to get Leah Squire to go to the Imperial City, he was even forcing his wife’s little villa to be sold?
The Major General from the Imperial City, mercilessly mocked, kept his expression unchanged and answered in a deep voice, "Old Ignatius, no matter what, you’ve already got your beauty in your arms. It’s only fair you don’t just sit there watching me suffer."
Ignatius sneered, "No, I just love watching people suffer, especially you, Old Shaw. All my life I can’t stand a man more outstanding than me living better than I do."
The two of them spent a while praising and mocking each other in turn. Then Ignatius, seeing him looking so pitiful at his age, finally took pity and said generously, "I’ll do my best. It depends on whether little Delphine is willing to help."
"She’ll help," the man said with full confidence.
"So you think you know my wife better than I do, hmm?" Young Master Leclair of Nanyang narrowed his long, dark phoenix eyes in displeasure.
Richard Shaw: "..."
Old Ignatius had really lost his mind, eating vinegar for no reason at all. Richard pressed at his brow, seriously wondering if this guy’s severe germophobia back in the day, his inability to stand women, had all been an act. Now every third sentence was about his wife. Yes, having a wife makes you remarkable, but he’d had one before too, all right?
Without another word, the man hung up the phone, afraid that if he couldn’t hold back another jab, this guy would cut off his last chance.
Seeing Old Shaw eat dirt and hang up, Ignatius was in an excellent mood and sauntered into the house and upstairs.
Lately Delphine had become obsessed with the thick books in Ignatius’s bookcase. While she stayed with him during his convalescence, she read to pass the time. Seeing him come upstairs, and saying nothing as he scooped her up for a kiss, she chuckled softly and said, "I’m reading."
"Are the books better-looking than me?" The man narrowed his phoenix eyes. During this period of post-op recovery, he couldn’t fully control his body and had to keep himself pure and restrained, so he could only reward himself with kisses.
Delphine was pressed down onto the carpet and kissed within an inch of her life, then gathered into his arms and cuddled. She never did finish her book, and simply gave up, tracing his sharp brows and asking in a low voice, "Something up?"
Ignatius’s brows and eyes were filled with undisguised amusement. This man was usually stone-faced; what happy event had happened today?
Ignatius pressed down the schadenfreude in his smile, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice, "It’s Old Shaw. Hasn’t Griffith Squire always refused to let him be with Leah Squire? Plus with the previous generation’s feud, Leah can’t get past that hurdle in her heart. The two are living apart in different places, and Old Shaw wants you to help him out."
These few days Delphine had been in contact with Nanyang every day. She also knew about Leah carrying Benjamin Leclair and Nicholas Carter to Squire Manor to be "fed." Seeing how she and Ignatius had gone around in circles for so many years and still found their way back together, she really couldn’t bear to see two people who loved each other be separated. She nodded and said, "What can I do to help?"
"Richard Shaw is taking Casimir to attend a subordinate’s wedding. You just call Leah Squire and have her go to the Imperial City to help you take care of selling the little villa. Old Shaw will have someone buy it; it’s just a pretext. As for what happens once Leah Squire gets to the Imperial City, that’s no longer our concern." Ignatius pinched her small white earlobe, his voice tinged with a hint of huskiness.
"Mm." Delphine nodded, and then the man wordlessly kissed her again.
By the time she called Leah, a whole hour of cuddling had already passed.
"Why are you suddenly selling the villa?" Leah took the call while she was packing Casimir’s luggage. She’d recently bought the young teen quite a few stylish outfits, even a down jacket for New Year’s, plus all sorts of snacks and other study supplies—she’d filled two whole suitcases.
"The little villa is just sitting there doing nothing. Selling it would be simpler, so I don’t have to keep thinking about going back to check on it. Once Ignatius is better and able to fly, we’ll go back to Nanyang and settle there." Delphine’s voice carried a soft, gentle lilt, quite different from her former coolness.
"We already have a buyer who’s named his price, but he’s afraid we’re scammers and insists on meeting in person before he dares to go through with the deal."
Leah nodded. After all, it was a villa in the Imperial City, not a small sum. Her black-and-white peach blossom eyes lowered, showing a hint of hesitation. Then she said quietly, "Then I’ll make the trip for you. Just as well—Griffith Squire is showing off his love in my face all day, and I’ve had enough."
All day she saw Griffith fussing over Aurora’s food, clothing, housing, and travel. The little girl was so well-behaved and obedient, listening to his every word. The two of them were practically drowning in honey. Watching them was really... hard to put into words.
Seeing the task accomplished, Delphine was pleased and, somewhat cautiously, asked, "Leah, will this make things difficult for you? If you go to the Imperial City and run into the Shaw Family, what will you do?"
"It’s fine." Leah waved a hand carefreely. Last time she and Richard Shaw had spelled things out so clearly, that man should have given up. Her revisiting old haunts would also be a way to lay an old matter to rest. In fact, she rather wanted to go see the Shaw Family’s old madam; the old lady was getting on in years—every meeting was one less.
But given how awkward things were between her and Richard now, there was no way she could go to the Shaw Mansion.
Thinking of the Imperial City’s tangled old stories that had dragged on for so many years, Leah let out a soft sigh.
"You and Major General Shaw are really just going to end it like this? What if there was more to what happened back then?" Delphine still felt it was a pity. When she first met Richard Shaw, the image of that man casting away high rank, dressed in plain clothes with his Buddha Beads, had stayed with her. A man like that, upright and loyal—if they could be together, he would definitely cherish Leah deeply.