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Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 521

Harrison read through the message three times, double-checking every detail. It really was from Selene.

His fingers curled inward, knuckles whitening so much they looked ready to break through his skin.

He wasn’t dreaming. Selene had actually reached out to him first.

But why now? What was she after?

Was there really anything left to say between them?

Maybe she’d run into trouble at QuanTech Innovations. Was the autonomous driving project hitting a wall? Had Selene finally decided to swallow her pride and come to him for help?

Should he be magnanimous and take back this obstinate woman, just to see her admit she needed him?

Harrison picked up his phone again, staring at the screen as if he could read between the lines if he looked long enough.

He’d always known Selene wouldn’t last out there on her own.

A smirk tugged at his lips, but he forced it away, only for it to return.

By the time he snapped out of his thoughts, he realized he was already typing a reply to Selene.

“I’m busy.”

She’d finally swallowed her pride to message him, asking to meet. Now, he’d make sure she tasted real despair. Whether to see her or not—it all depended on his whim.

He wasn’t some dog she could summon with a snap of her fingers.

“You want to meet? I can give you ten minutes.”

“At eleven o’clock, I’ll be having lunch in Private Room 1 at Serenity Residences. Don’t get the wrong idea—I’m not inviting you to lunch. If you want to see me, show up then. I can spare ten minutes to let you say whatever you need to say.”

Harrison stared at the message he’d sent, and a fresh smile broke across his face.

Selene had lost!

The moment she reached out, it meant she’d lost the battle—her rebellion against him was over.

He’d thought she’d hold out longer. Turns out, that was wishful thinking.

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