Summary of Chapter 497 – A turning point in Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant by Clarissa Penrose
Chapter 497 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant, written by Clarissa Penrose. With the hallmarks of billionaire literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
“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.
Harrison’s face remained impassive. “Well, Selene and I are divorced now.”
The elder continued, “Your ex-wife’s quite something, isn’t she? After the divorce, she shot straight to the top! I hear she’s running things at QuanTech Innovations now. Our people who’ve gone to collaborate on projects there say your ex is frighteningly competent.”
Harrison was a little surprised to hear such praise, but it didn’t take long for him to understand why his employees spoke so highly of Selene. “She spent years with me—naturally she picked up a few tricks about managing people.”
The elder nodded in approval.
Adrian, overhearing this, let out a low, derisive chuckle. “Harrison, is your face looking a little yellow? Oh, I see—you’re just trying to give yourself a little extra glow.”
Just then, they spotted Selene approaching with a group of City Hall officials. She settled into a seat in the very front row.
Harrison lowered his gaze, eyes trailing after her. For a moment, he felt as if he’d been transported to another world. He never imagined there would come a day when all he could do was sit in the audience and watch Selene’s back.
And his ex-wife—she was now seated alongside the city’s leadership.
Annalise Johnston stepped up beside him, smiling politely. “Mr. Vaughn, may I sit here?”

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