Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 530

As Luke advanced, Victor stumbled backward.

"Get lost," Luke bit out.

The single word made Victor flinch, and he nearly collapsed. Luke's gaze was like a blizzard, cold enough to freeze the blood in a man's veins.

In Luke's presence, all of Victor's bravado evaporated. At six feet tall, Victor was handsome and well-built for his age, but Luke stood at six-foot-three, his powerful muscles straining against the fabric of his grey shirt. Standing before him, Victor felt as if Luke could crush his skull with a single punch.

Victor was a man who knew when to back down. He regretted not bringing more people with him. He had brought Matilda, hoping to play the family card, but he hadn't counted on Luke being there.

"You—!" Victor tried to muster a threat, but the words died in his throat. He let out a cold snort and scurried past Luke.

Just then, Selene stepped out of the Jeep, and the sight of her reignited Victor's anger.

"You—"

A gentle summer evening breeze rustled Selene's hair. Dressed in a sharp suit, she stood tall before him, a bright, defiant smile on her face. "Dad, have you forgotten who holds the power at the Thompson Group now?"

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