Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 467

Quentin grinned. “Who else could it be but the most famous man in all of Capital City?”

Although Annalise Johnston had spent most of her life in Morgania, she kept up with the high society gossip from the capital.

If you were talking about the most illustrious heir in Capital City, it could only be Adrian Shaw. The man’s reputation preceded him—everything he touched seemed to turn to gold. It was as if, with just a flick of his finger, he could dominate any industry he set his sights on.

“Does he have any business dealings with QuanTech Innovations?”

Quentin nodded. “Ms. Lockridge is considering having Mr. Shaw’s firm—Starlight Law Group—take over QuanTech’s legal affairs.”

As soon as Quentin said this, Annalise instantly understood Gwyneth’s true motives. This wasn’t just about outsourcing legal work; Gwyneth clearly wanted to shift her business focus back to Aldonia, and QuanTech was her ticket to drawing Adrian in.

“So Mr. Shaw’s visit is really about negotiating legal cooperation with QuanTech?” Annalise asked, not entirely reassured. “Does Selene have experience with this sort of thing? Maybe I should go talk to Mr. Shaw. I did earn my law degree from Harvard when I was twenty.”

Quentin looked at her with open admiration. “Annalise, you have a law degree? No wonder you’re Wall Street’s golden girl! Is there anything you can’t do?”

Annalise smiled modestly. “You’re too kind. Law was just something I studied in my spare time—I never expected to breeze through the degree so easily.”

“But let’s leave Mr. Shaw’s case to Selene,” Quentin said. “She and Mr. Shaw have… talked before.”

As he spoke, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.

“They’ve talked?” Annalise echoed, surprised. Was Quentin implying what she thought he was?

At that moment, Simon cut in, his tone mocking. “That woman barely divorced Harrison before she got involved with Adrian. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d started seeing Adrian even before the divorce. Otherwise, how would she have had the guts to leave Harrison? But she’s fooling herself if she thinks the Shaws would ever accept a twice-married woman.”

Annalise was still processing this revelation about Selene and Adrian.

Simon didn’t ask any more questions. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

Quentin started to speak—Was all this really necessary? Selene was meeting with Adrian at this very moment. But he caught himself, quickly realizing what Annalise was up to, and watched her with a knowing, amused smile.

No wonder she’d made such a name for herself on Wall Street. Annalise Johnston’s tactics were not to be underestimated.

*

Selene stepped into her office and found Adrian leaning casually against her desk, sunlight slanting behind him, outlining his tall, striking frame.

He was idly twirling her pen between his fingers.

A simple pen, caught between his pale, elegant hands—yet somehow, under his touch, even that took on an air of subtle intimacy.