"So you dragged me along to buy a painting because that woman was the mistress? Damn, how could you still smile at her?" Chloe Winston cursed, stomping her foot in anger.
Delphine suddenly knocked on her head and said, "Ladies shouldn't curse."
"I was really blind, thinking my brother-in-law was uniquely good to you. I praised him every day just to annoy Constantine Stewart, damn it." Chloe unleashed a barrage of words, then grabbed Delphine's hand indignantly, "Sis, if you're going to deal with the mistress, call me. I'm good at fighting. I've scratched Constantine Stewart all over."
Delphine was originally furious but was amused by her joking words. She sneered, "Why deal with a mistress? It's too tiring. Catch them in the act, and when I have evidence, I'll smash this painting right in Ignatius Leclair's face."
Not only that, but she also planned to take the two children with her, leaving him with nothing.
If he wanted kids, he should go have them with another woman.
