Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 349

Selene glanced at Clarissa, reading her intentions as clearly as if they were written across her forehead. Their eyes locked, and it felt like the air between them crackled, sharp and acrid, with the scent of burning wires.

Within the Vaughn family, Clarissa had never bothered with even a pretense of warmth toward Selene. In the past, Selene had gone out of her way to avoid Clarissa, all for the sake of family peace.

But now, Clarissa was coming after her again. Selene let out a quiet, dismissive laugh.

Prejudice was a mountain too high for most to cross, and the wealthier people were, the more they guarded against outsiders.

Clarissa was just like Harrison—both looked down on her from the very start.

Ever since Selene had married into the Vaughn family, Clarissa seemed to be counting the days until she’d be thrown out on her ear.

“Selene, you’d better hurry and find the principal,” Clarissa said, her voice syrupy sweet but her smile never reaching her eyes. “If you wait too long, they’ll finalize the program list and it’ll be too late to add Daph’s name.”

Then, as if remembering something, Clarissa’s smile sharpened. “But I suppose, with your special friendship with Principal White, it won’t matter, will it? Even if the programs are already being printed, all you’d have to do is ask, and the principal would be happy to squeeze your daughter in somewhere, right?”

Clarissa’s words made the other parents’ faces darken.

Abbey, who was barely out of her twenties, glared at Selene with open resentment, practically wishing she could spit in her face.

Disgusting.

She’d heard plenty from Clarissa about Selene’s supposed relationship with Principal White. The principal was always looking out for Selene—who knew what favors Selene had done back when she was at Aldonia University of Science & Technology? Abbey wouldn’t put it past her to have found her way into the principal’s bed.

But Selene had only been a teenager when she’d started college, just barely of age when she graduated!

“Are you sure you’re in the right place? This is the rehearsal for the first-grade class,” Clarissa said, assuming Gwyneth was just another mom who’d arrived too early for the show.

As she spoke, Gwyneth walked right up to her, stopping just inches away.

“What was that you were saying? What exactly is the relationship between Selene and Principal White?” Gwyneth’s tone was icy.

Clarissa smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowing. “You really didn’t know? Back when Principal White first came to our school, he always had Selene’s back. Even in college, Selene was his favorite. Not everyone’s that lucky—she graduated years ago, but the principal still keeps her in mind.”

Clarissa chuckled, but before she could finish, Gwyneth raised her hand and slapped her across the face, so hard that Clarissa’s head snapped to the side.

The sharp crack of the slap echoed through the hall, leaving everyone stunned into silence.