"Speaking of which, Leah seems to have a more open perspective than you. Although Casimir Shaw is my nephew, he's her child, but the child has been raised by Richard Shaw since young and will ultimately take his own path. What is the point of forcing yourselves together for the sake of the child?" Griffith Squire remarked, hinting at something.
Delphine was momentarily taken aback by his words. Compromise for the sake of the child? Before the matter with Emily Thorne, she didn't feel this way, but now she suddenly realized she had probably never truly understood Ignatius Leclair, let alone his dual personality and multitude of mysteries.
Seeing her dazed expression, Griffith Squire asked the servant to bring over the freshly bathed Snowball. He took a thick towel, covered the chubby Snowball entirely, and started drying it.
Snowball let out a wretched cry.
