Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 318

Victor barked at Felicity, his voice echoing through the room. “Look at Selene! Only Selene is actually working for my company’s best interests!”

Selene chimed in smoothly, “But that video from tonight’s gala? It’s already making the rounds among the city’s upper crust.”

She gave a soft sigh, then turned to Felicity. “Felicity, you’re on pretty friendly terms with those trust fund kids. Why don’t you check if they’re talking about our family right now?”

A chill crept up Felicity’s spine. She could sense it—Selene was baiting her.

Victor snapped, “Hand me your phone.”

Felicity’s cheeks throbbed with pain, so swollen she could barely close her mouth. She shook her head at Victor, certain Selene was setting her up again.

The next moment, Victor’s hand cracked across her cheek, leaving it even more inflamed, red veins bursting under the skin, so taut it looked ready to split.

He towered over her, voice cold as steel. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Under his glare, Felicity had no choice but to hand over her phone.

Victor tried to unlock it, but Felicity’s swollen face made Face ID useless. He grabbed her hand and pressed her finger to the sensor, finally unlocking it.

He immediately opened WhatsApp, scrolling through her messages.

There it was—a flood of new friend requests and messages from the city’s wealthiest heirs, guys who hadn’t blocked her. They were sending her the viral gala video: Felicity, righteous and unflinching, exposing Victor’s affair in public.

“Felicity, you’re a legend!”

“Flick, is this the ‘big scoop’ you teased us about?”

“Classic you! Your first big move after coming back, and you take down your dad! Felicity, you’ve got guts—I’ve never respected anyone more!”

But now, Victor had seen the chats and misunderstood everything.

She was finished. Those reckless boasts in her messages were now damning evidence, making it look like she’d plotted to ruin Victor instead.

She felt utterly trapped—no way to explain herself, no way out.

“Dad, I was trying to expose Selene for cheating!”

Driven by pure survival, Felicity shouted, “Selene’s been two-timing Mr. Shaw! She’s messing around behind his back!”

Desperate to prove her innocence, she pleaded, “I have the video on my phone, Dad! Check my gallery—you’ll see for yourself!”

Victor paused, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. Cautiously, he opened her photo album—and found the deepfaked video Felicity had saved, showing Selene with another man.