Ignatius Leclair hurried through the long hallway, rushing outside just in time to bump into Nathan Leclair on his way back. The man grabbed him firmly, his face showing a hint of urgency as he asked, "Have you seen Delphine?"
Nathan pursed his lips, gesturing forward as he replied coolly, "She's on the phone."
Ignatius's tense body finally relaxed as his gaze settled on the slender woman not far away, talking on the phone. Under the bright hospital lights, her profile looked as fair as jade, her long eyelashes casting crescent-shaped shadows. Hearing movement from their direction, she glanced up and gave a slight smile.
"What, afraid she'd leave?" Nathan teased, narrowing his eyes at how panicked Ignatius seemed after briefly losing sight of her.
Ignatius's expression softened, and he said calmly, "I'm heading back first. I'll leave Grandpa in your capable hands."
Nathan responded with a faint "Mm," as Ignatius started walking directly toward Delphine.
