Ignatius Leclair leisurely sipped his wine, looking down at Melody Cloud with an air of superiority, and said coldly, "Melody, I've always thought you weren't lacking in intelligence. A second personality? Do you really believe in such absurd nonsense? You've disappointed me greatly."
Melody Cloud was so distressed that she was on the verge of tears. Flustered, she lost her composure and blurted out, "I'm sorry, your changes have been too drastic, and that's why I believed it. I won't trust him about anything anymore. Brother Leclair, don't be disappointed in me."
Him? Ignatius Leclair's gaze grew dark as he asked coolly, "Who is he?"
Melody bit her lip hard, abruptly stood up, and slowly unzipped her white long gown. She flung her arms around Ignatius, her breath uneven as she said, "Brother Leclair, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you."
