Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 552

Selene’s hand holding the phone suddenly felt weak. She took a deep breath, telling herself not to fall into his trap so easily.

“By the time you get here, I might not need it anymore.”

Adrian’s message popped up instantly.

“I’m downstairs.”

Selene’s hand twitched, and she instinctively glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window. Of course, from her vantage point, she couldn’t see him on the street below.

“What are you doing here?” she typed, her mind already jumping to conclusions. *A late-night booty call?* Men who were too forward often seemed cheap, and a man without a challenge held little appeal.

Adrian sent a photo of a lunchbox in his hand. “Brought you a midnight snack. I’ve already asked the front desk to send it up.”

*What? That’s it? He’s just going to leave?*

The thought landed in her mind like a stone in a calm lake, sending ripples spreading through her. The discrepancy between her expectation and the reality of him just dropping off food and leaving… it stirred something in her. It was a masterful move, hooking her interest just so.

Before she knew it, her thumb had pressed the call button. The screen showed the call connecting, and Selene lifted the phone to her ear.

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