Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 502

Gwyneth turned to the City Hall officials with a look of genuine regret. “I promise I’ll have my team investigate the tampered delivery van thoroughly. Since we’re working with City Hall, you have my word—I would never falsify data or try to cheat the process.”

It was rare for Gwyneth to bother with polite formalities. She glanced at Selene, an almost admiring smile touching her lips. “Selene, you really do know how to surprise me.”

But the praise tasted bitter. Inside, Gwyneth was seething.

She was certain Selene had known about the fraudulent testing long before today. Selene had waited for the perfect moment, right here in front of everyone, to shatter the lies in public—leaving Gwyneth with no way to cover for her team. Events had spun entirely out of her control.

Now, exposed in front of the entire assembly, Gwyneth was left on the defensive.

QuanTech Innovations had been her company. Most of the staff were her own picks. If her people had bent the rules and tried to pull one over on the city, a large part of the blame fell squarely on her shoulders.

Her expression darkened as the realization settled in.

She clenched her fists, cursing silently.

A bunch of useless, blundering idiots!

Meanwhile, the City Hall officials were conferring with Selene, their words occasionally drifting over to Gwyneth.

“...full investigation…”

“...accountability…”

Each phrase sent another chill down Gwyneth’s spine.

Selene’s gaze landed on her.

“Ms. Lockridge, don’t you agree that this deserves a thorough investigation?”

Harrison spoke up.

Selene turned to face the man who had once been so familiar to her, a flicker of surprise passing across her face.

“And why do you think this has anything to do with you?” she shot back, cool and direct.

Harrison’s expression was sharp and composed as he addressed the room. “If Director Johnston wants to resign, Vaughn Enterprises would be more than happy to welcome her.”

Relief flashed across Annalise’s face. She turned to Selene with a small, triumphant smile. “Looks like I have a better offer, after all.”

Selene’s face betrayed little emotion. “Then I’ll ask you to finish the handover by the end of today, Director Johnston.”

Annalise’s smile vanished, her face turning cold. She couldn’t help snapping, “Don’t get too comfortable, Selene. Your time at the top won’t last long.”