Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 471

This time, Harrison could see it clearly—Selene’s cheeks flushed from a pale pink to a deep rose in seconds, right before his eyes.

She was radiant, as stunning as a peony in full bloom. Her lashes fluttered, and her dark eyes shimmered with a delicate, watery light.

Was she... lovestruck?

The word hit Harrison like a bolt of lightning, leaving him wide-eyed and reeling. Since when did Selene get shy around him?

He sat at his desk, the high-definition monitor in front of him displaying Selene’s face so clearly that even her individual eyelashes were visible. Harrison glanced up at the little window in the upper left corner where his own image was reflected.

After Leo had sent him up the mountain, Father Benedict from Serenity Church had shaved his head. But since Harrison wasn’t a monk and had never joined the church, Father Benedict had just given him a close-cropped cut instead.

He studied his reflection again. Days of sun and wind had darkened his skin and carved his features even sharper, making his face more striking than ever.

So this was what Selene liked?

A slow, eager heat began to simmer in his chest, bubbling up like a kettle coming to a boil.

If Selene’s heart was fluttering for him again, he certainly didn’t mind giving her a little taste of sweetness in return.

Harrison cleared his throat, forcing his expression into a mask of cold professionalism. “You have my word—Vaughn Enterprises will coordinate fully with QuanTech Innovations on this project. I’ll send my team over to QuanTech today, and when I get back down from the mountain…”

He kept his tone as icy as usual. “I’ll meet with you face to face.”

A soft, almost mocking laugh slipped from Selene.

She stared into the computer screen, her eyes shimmering, but her gaze was distant—unfocused.

A strange, plush warmth spread across her palm.

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