Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 651

Ruby almost instantly detected the metaphorical scent of gunpowder crackling in the air.

She frowned, forced to shift her gaze toward Cassian.

His face was completely expressionless, his eyes locked onto Garrison. "Regarding the collaboration between Veyne & Co. and C Collective, I assume you won't refuse, Mr. Cloud."

Garrison's eyes shifted ever so slightly.

One moment he was being hailed as Mr. Caldwell, and the next, he was Mr. Cloud.

"I'm willing to hear the details. But does Mr. Veyne really want to discuss business while taking a stroll through the mansion?"

He curled his lips into a relaxed, unassuming smile.

"The study. After you."

Cassian gestured toward the hallway with a long, elegant finger.

Garrison merely smiled in response, accepting the silent challenge as an agreement.

Ruby watched the wordless, heavy tension brewing between the two men, her brow furrowing with undeniable worry.

Garrison noticed her concerned gaze and gave his head a subtle shake, silently telling her not to fret.

Slightly reassured, Ruby finally let out a breath and followed Grandma out toward the gardens.

Monica stood frozen.

Watching the two groups walk off in different directions, she realized she was the only one left at the table.

She gritted her teeth in humiliation, gripping her silver fork and violently stabbing it into the center of the roasted salmon on her plate.

The fork stood upright, trembling slightly. Paired with the venom in Monica's eyes, the scene looked incredibly twisted and grim.

Meanwhile, Ruby and Grandma had aimlessly wandered into a beautiful floral corridor within the Veyne Mansion.

"If you brought me out here to convince me to remarry Cassian, you can save your breath."

Ruby spoke up suddenly, her pace slow and steady.

Grandma stopped in her tracks right on cue.

Her shoulders relaxed, and she let out a soft, knowing chuckle. "You really are a sharp girl."

Ruby offered a polite but strained smile, staying quiet.

Grandma looked at her, then shifted her gaze to baby Mira in Ruby's arms, letting out a long, heavy sigh.

"Ruby, love is a fascinating thing. Sometimes, it just arrives a little late. Are you truly unwilling to look back? I'm his grandmother, and I can see the depth of his feelings for you now. It's a fiery devotion I haven't seen in him for years."

Grandma's tone was incredibly earnest.

Ruby, however, remained completely detached.

She shook her head gently. "I'm doing great right now, and I have no desire to look back. What's in the past belongs in the past."

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