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.

Harrison sneered. “My ex-wife doesn’t count as anyone important.”

The secretary was silent for three seconds, shock flickering across her face, before she composed herself. “So you’re meeting Mr. Thompson for lunch?”

Stepping into the elevator, Harrison seemed to weigh the idea, murmuring, “If she wants to have lunch with me… I guess I don’t mind.”

*

When Harrison arrived at Serenity Residences, he told the hostess, “A Miss Thompson will be coming to see me. When she arrives, bring her straight in.”

“Yes, sir.”

She nodded and left.

Harrison picked up the menu from the round table. His secretary had already ordered for him.

But would Selene even like any of these dishes?