Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 184

Everyone turned at the sound, eyes landing on the man flanked by two imposing groups of bodyguards in sharp suits. In a flash, the bodyguards closed in, forming a tight circle around the man in the suit and his companion.

Standing to his right was a nervous young receptionist—the very same one Gennifer had cornered earlier. The moment the troublemaker stepped outside, she'd rushed to find an opportunity to tip off Bennett.

The men Bennett brought with him towered over the crowd, their broad shoulders and powerful frames barely concealed by their tailored jackets. Even in the semi-formal attire, the hard lines of muscle were unmistakable.

With this sudden show of force, the suited troublemaker instantly lost his bravado. He shrank back, neck hunched, looking for all the world like a scolded schoolboy.

"Mr. Veyne."

At Bennett's respectful greeting, the bodyguards parted in perfect formation, leaving a clear path through the crowd.

A tall man strode forward, posture ramrod-straight, his intense gaze cutting through the gawkers and landing squarely on both the troublemaker and Ruby.

Cassian's arrival brought the entire lobby to a standstill; the silence was so sharp, you could hear a pin drop.

The reporters who'd been lingering all this time stared in disbelief, wide-eyed with excitement.

No one had expected that all this commotion would actually flush out the elusive Mr. Veyne himself.

They held their breath, hands trembling with anticipation as they fiddled with their cameras, their minds already racing to compose tomorrow's headlines.

Cassian's eyes swept over the crowd, pausing briefly on Ruby. For a fleeting second, something unreadable flickered in his gaze before his expression cooled and he looked away.

He came to a stop right in front of the suited man. Without uttering a single word, he radiated such an overwhelming presence that the troublemaker visibly began to tremble.

It felt as if a glacier had settled in the middle of the lobby—one wrong move, and it would come crashing down.

"Causing trouble at Veyne & Co., are we?"

His voice was low and steady, betraying no hint of emotion.

But the chill that swept through the room was enough to make his displeasure clear.

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