Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 429

His face was as dark as a storm-tossed sky, all color drained away, the very picture of fury.

“Out of my way! All of you!”

Harrison’s low, thunderous shout stunned everyone into silence. The authority radiating from him was so powerful, no one dared meet his gaze. There was a cold, razor-sharp edge to his eyes, dangerous and unyielding.

The people filming him on their phones froze as though caught in a blizzard, their raised arms suddenly heavy and numb.

Just then, police officers from the precinct arrived, quickly dispersing the crowd that had gathered around Harrison.

As the onlookers were herded aside, murmurs broke out again when they spotted someone behind Harrison.

“That’s Attorney Shaw! Attorney Shaw, are you representing Mr. Vaughn?”

Adrian, with his bold, angular brows and eyes bright as sunrise, exuded a confidence that bordered on reckless. The casual curve of his lips only made him appear more untamed.

“I’m representing the plaintiff, Leo—Academician Vaughn. Mr. Vaughn himself is here as the defendant’s guardian.”

The crowd gasped, their questions tumbling out in a rush:

“Isn’t Leo Mr. Vaughn’s younger brother? Why would an uncle sue his own nephew?”

“Attorney Shaw, are you saying the defendant is Mr. Vaughn’s child? But isn’t the kid only five years old?”

“What on earth happened here?”

The realization that they were witnessing a high-society scandal only fueled the crowd’s excitement, everyone eager for more details.

Harrison whipped around and fixed Adrian with a glare, his eyes brimming with menace.

As the police led him away, he’d already messaged his secretary to keep his visit to the station under wraps. As the CEO of Vaughn Enterprises, no matter the reason—victim or not—being seen at the police station would damage the company’s reputation.

Yet here it was, his presence at the precinct made public for all to see.

Harrison’s jaw clenched so tightly it looked like stone, his glare stabbing at Adrian’s calm demeanor.

It had to be Adrian who leaked the news—and now, in front of everyone, he’d announced that Harrison was the guardian of the defendant. He was putting Harrison right onto the pyre for public scrutiny.

“Mr. Vaughn and his wife have been divorced for years—was the boy trying to use this as some twisted way to force them back together? But dragging his mother into a burning building? What if something had gone wrong?”

“The kid is only five—he can’t even be held legally responsible!”

“By law, only the person who actually sets the fire can be prosecuted, and yet he was just following his employer’s orders! So the assistant gets punished, and the Vaughn family walks away? That’s hardly fair!”

“Adrian!” Harrison’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and sharp. “Are you trying to fight me in the court of public opinion now?”

There was warning in his tone.

Sunlight fell in soft veils across Adrian, highlighting his tall, commanding figure. His features were sharply defined by the light, making him look even more formidable as he stood on the steps, staring down at Harrison.

“You really think I see you as my opponent?” Adrian’s laugh was low, almost mocking. The peacock brooch on his lapel glittered, the reflected light stabbing into Harrison’s eyes.

“Your feelings for Selene? Pathetic. You’re not even qualified to be my rival.”

“I’m just here to sweep the trash from Selene’s path.”