Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 497

“Still want to see it?” Adrian asked him, his tone almost casual. “I don’t mind showing you, but I’m worried you might not be able to handle it.”

There was an icy glint in Harrison’s eyes, but his lips curled into a mocking smile. “I heard you and my ex-wife broke up. Funny—she actually dumped you? Seems you’re not exactly top-tier material yourself.”

Harrison leaned back in his chair, exuding an air of effortless superiority. He looked at everyone with the kind of disdain reserved for strays in the street, taking every opportunity to display his own pride and privilege.

Adrian’s voice was low, almost amused. “Previously, my relationship with Selene was—let’s just say—a contract arrangement. I’m sure you know how these things work, Mr. Vaughn.”

Harrison responded with a cold laugh, indifferent and dismissive.

“But you know how it goes… Sometimes, when you pretend long enough, real feelings get involved. So now? I’m genuinely pursuing her.”

Adrian’s gaze swept over Harrison’s face, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. “Some people, though, aren’t even qualified to pursue anyone in the first place.”

“Pursue who?” Harrison shot back, feigning seriousness. “Pursue my ex-wife? Why would I bother?”

Adrian’s grin widened. “Then I’ll take your blessing for the two of us. Thanks, ex-husband~”

Harrison’s hands clenched into fists, knuckles whitening as veins bulged across his skin.

One of the Vaughn Enterprises executives sitting behind him pulled out a handkerchief to dab at his forehead, suddenly feeling as if blood might start flying at any moment.

“Daddy!”

Secretary Burnett arrived, leading Dames over by the hand. Harrison looked at his son in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

Dames beamed. “It’s a school field trip! I didn’t expect to see you here, Daddy! Can I sit with you?”

Only then did Harrison notice the large group of children seated across from them in the audience. It didn’t take him long to spot Daph and Altair among them.

Altair stood out in his school uniform, easily the most striking of the kids.

Daph held tightly to his hand, despite the way Altair’s palm was sweating so much that droplets threatened to run down between their intertwined fingers.

When Daph spotted her family on the opposite side, she began waving energetically, bouncing on her toes.

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