Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 287

She immediately grabbed Selene by the chin, jerking her face toward Lucian so he couldn’t look away.

“Your son’s got a crippled, broke scavenger for a father—he’ll never find a wife! Why don’t you just buy this girl and raise her to marry him when they’re grown? Three thousand dollars!”

Selene’s foster mother thrust three fingers in Lucian’s face, making her offer.

Lucian’s lips trembled. He didn’t have that kind of money—not even close. He looked helplessly at Selene.

When her foster mother saw he couldn’t pay, she started cursing him again, shouting for him to get lost.

Lucian took Luke Holloway, whose face was dark with anger, and left.

Selene stayed with the Sable family for another three months. Once, the police came by, took down everyone’s details, and left. That was it.

She couldn’t remember the day it happened. She just remembered curling up on the cold kitchen floor, pressed against the pipes, feverish and shivering. Her foster parents’ blows and curses faded to a distant blur—she couldn’t hear or feel anything anymore.

The next time she woke, she was wrapped in a warm comforter.

She had never slept under a comforter before. She ran her hands over the thick, black cotton stuffing, unable to let go.

She realized she was under a bridge. Lucian was there, cooking a thin soup over a camp stove.

Luke Holloway cooled a spoonful of it and gently fed it to her.

After she finished the soup, Lucian gave her some medicine.

“I don’t know if buying you was the right thing to do,” Lucian said, sighing. “Luke and I don’t even have a real place to live ourselves.”

When you turned eighteen, the Thompson family claimed you as their own.

But the truth is, the Thompsons never wanted you back. The whole city heard about Clayton not being their real son, and it was Clayton himself who started digging into his past, found you, and tracked down the Sable family. That’s the only reason the Thompsons took you back—they had no choice.

But your situation’s still awkward. Victor still wants Clayton to inherit the Thompson name and everything that comes with it.”

Gwyneth leaned in, her lips curling into a smile. “You joined the Thompson Group as vice president, in charge of acquisitions. You even made your relationship with the Shaw family’s heir public. Selene, after everything you’ve learned about your past, you’re not seriously going to play the dutiful daughter and help Victor sell Thompson Victory Technologies for a fortune, are you?”

Selene looked at her. “What are you planning?”

Gwyneth’s smile sharpened. “I’m going to acquire Thompson Victory Technologies. All you have to do is hand the company over to me. If you do, I’ll release the evidence I have against Victor. I promise—I’ll see Victor, and Matilda, the woman who sold you, both behind bars.”