Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 579

The words tumbled out of her in a rush, and the sweat that had momentarily disappeared thanks to Sylas’s antics reappeared on her brow.

“Alright, then. Your mother and I will pick out a few things for you. If you don’t like them when you get back, we can always change them,” Hanley agreed, following her lead.

Ruby nodded, her voice tinged with gratitude. “Thank you, Mom and Dad.”

It was a simple acknowledgment, and she hadn’t even said “Mom” on its own, but Frieda’s eyes flickered. Her hands, which had been resting idly in her lap, began twisting together in front of her.

“You go on. I’ll find something nice for you,” she said, her voice surprisingly soft.

Ruby gave Frieda a final, lingering look before she left. Frieda met her gaze, but before their eyes could truly connect, Ruby had already turned away.

“Okay,” she said, clutching her stomach as she slowly walked off.

Gennifer watched Ruby’s retreating back, biting her lip. Her eyes, however, kept drifting back to Sylas. The furniture showroom was in the basement, but the ceilings were high. Yet Sylas’s tall, imposing presence seemed to make the space feel smaller.

She took in his towering frame and the clothes he wore—brands she couldn’t name but knew were impossibly expensive. A wave of longing washed over her.

*And why not?* she thought. Ruby was just a commitment-phobic single mother. Sylas was in his prime—handsome, powerful, from an impeccable family. Why would he waste his time on a damaged, aging woman like her?

The more Gennifer thought about it, the more convinced she became. The only thing Ruby had going for her was the taboo thrill of being his uncle’s ex-wife. It was a novelty, the kind of excitement that proper debutantes couldn’t offer. But that kind of thrill was fleeting.

She, on the other hand, was different. She was young, beautiful, unscarred, and had no child weighing her down. If anyone deserved Sylas, it was her.

Everyone used to say Cassian was cold and untouchable, but even he had shown her favor. An image of Cassian’s emotionless eyes staring at her flashed in her mind. She clenched her fists. Even then, it must have been Ruby who had temporarily blinded him. How else could she explain everything he had done for her?

If she could win over Cassian, she could certainly win over Sylas.

“Mr. Cunningham, do you have a preferred style of decor?” Gennifer asked, stepping closer. She tilted her head up, letting the overhead lights catch in her eyes to make them sparkle. It was a look she had perfected—a blend of innocence and pure, girlish charm that had brought many men to their knees.

But her efforts were met with a stark reality: Sylas didn’t even deign to look at her.

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