Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 669

Without waiting for an argument, Hayley snatched up the car keys. Fanny threw on her coat, matching her stride.

Knowing their concern was genuine, Ruby didn't argue.

Garrison and Townsend exchanged a look, and Townsend guiltily lowered his head.

"We'll follow right behind you."

Garrison sighed at his younger brother but refrained from lecturing him further.

The two vehicles tore off into the night, racing under the moonlight straight toward the Blackwood Group headquarters.

...

The Blackwood Group.

"Boss, didn't you just strike a deal with Hanley Grayson? Didn't they specifically request absolute secrecy? Why did you openly invite Ruby here?"

Morgan's assistant massaged his boss's shoulders, asking the question with extreme caution.

Morgan tilted his sharp, aristocratic chin, letting the smoke from his cigarette curl lazily around his face.

He chuckled softly. "At the end of the day, I only intervened to get a piece of the Steele inheritance. Gennifer is a useless piece of trash, and Hanley has been getting outplayed by Ruby at every turn. Why on earth would I chain myself to a sinking ship?"

The assistant still looked perplexed. "But... they promised to deliver the Steele assets..."

"No."

Morgan raised a brow, a chilling, predatory aura radiating from him.

"The true, undisputed heir to the Steele empire is Ruby. If I can broker a deal directly with her, why would I waste my time gambling on the rest of the Graysons?"

He twirled the long cigarette lazily between his fingers.

The assistant's eyes finally lit up as the realization clicked into place. "So, you're bypassing them entirely! If you make a deal with her and hand over Domingo, she'll owe you a massive favor."

Morgan smirked, clearly pleased that his assistant had caught up.

He truly hadn't expected Ruby—who had started out as an unloved, cast-aside daughter—to miraculously reinvent herself as the sole heir to the Capital's most formidable dynasty.

He narrowed his eyes, peering through the thick haze of smoke, the path ahead shrouded in mystery.

Ruby... letting her go back then had been a monumental miscalculation.

"But, Boss, will Miss Ruby actually accept your olive branch? I remember... right after she got out of prison, you made several moves on her, and she completely shot you down. And she's far more powerful now than she was back then."

The assistant hesitated, closely watching Morgan's shifting expressions.

Morgan let out a cold, sharp laugh. "We'll just have to see how much she values Domingo."

With that, he crushed his newly lit cigarette into the ashtray.

*Knock, knock!*

"Come in."

A slender, breathtakingly elegant figure stepped into the room.

Even Morgan, who prided himself on knowing exactly who Ruby was, found himself momentarily stunned by her beauty.

His lips curved into a wicked smile, his mesmerizing eyes gleaming with dark intent. "Long time no see."

Her heels clicked against the hardwood floor, keeping a safe distance across the sprawling office.

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