Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 366

His mouth opened wide, and his wailing rang out, unrestrained, echoing through the empty basketball court.

Clutching the box of clementines Selene had given him, he looked for all the world like a little animal that had been abandoned.

“Young master!” One of the bodyguards rushed to comfort him, but had no idea how to calm Damien’s sobs.

Harrison strode over. “Damien Vaughn, what are you crying for?”

He was clearly displeased by his son’s sudden outburst. “You’re five years old. Why are you crying like this?”

He’d seen Selene hand Damien a box of clementines just moments ago. The moment Selene left, Damien burst into tears. Harrison reached for the plastic box resting on Damien’s knees.

“No!!” Damien shouted, immediately throwing his body over the fruit, shielding it from Harrison as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

It was as though that little box was his greatest treasure.

Harrison’s face went cold. “Stop crying. Right now.”

Comforting children was never his strong suit. What bothered him more was Damien’s sudden meltdown in front of so many people.

Afraid Harrison would take away the gift Selene had given him, Damien hurriedly stuffed a whole clementine into his mouth, peel and all.

The bitter tang of the pith stung his tongue, and he swallowed both the sourness of the fruit and the salt of his tears.

In the past, when Selene didn’t peel the clementines properly, he’d kick up a fuss until she did. Now, he didn’t even dare to ask for that anymore.

Just having Selene peel a clementine for him had become a rare treat. Desperate to keep the memory, Damien shoved all the clementines from the plastic box into his mouth one after the other.

Harrison watched as juice dribbled messily down Damien’s chin. His son's lack of table manners made him frown.

He asked the bodyguard for a napkin, then bent down to help wipe Damien’s mouth.

“Mm!” Damien turned his face away, terrified that Harrison might try to snatch Selene’s gift from him.

Sensing the child’s wariness, Harrison’s voice softened with reluctant resignation. “I’m not going to take them from you.”

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