Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 27

A woman showed up with a baby—no more than six months old—asking for Mr. Veyne?

Bennett simply couldn't make sense of it. What connection could there possibly be between the two?

He let out a cold snort. "She's probably here to cause trouble. Maybe she's not all there," he said. "Just send her away."

On the other end, the receptionist hesitated. "But...the baby really does look a lot like Mr. Veyne, Bennett. Are you sure we should just turn them away?"

Sending this woman off was one thing, but if she accidentally kicked out the CEO's own little girl, she'd be in serious trouble. The receptionist wavered, torn between duty and fear.

She glanced at the baby nestled in the woman's arms. She herself wasn't married yet, but looking at those huge, shining eyes—like plump little grapes—her heart melted.

"Send her away. Miss Gennifer will be arriving soon. Don't let the boss have anything to worry about," Bennett's voice urged coldly over the phone.

Setting down the receiver, the receptionist mustered a polite smile. "I'm sorry, ma'am. The CEO isn't available right now. Perhaps...you could come back another day?"

Any other day, maybe she could have helped. But with Miss Gennifer coming today, a woman standing in the lobby with a baby who looked just like the CEO was just asking for trouble.

Ruby bit her lip, arms trembling as she clung to Mira.

She was shaking—partly with anger, partly from the cold.

She and Mira had been soaked to the bone by a relentless downpour, and now, even Mira hadn't been spared. And still, Cassian had left them standing outside in the rain.

A bitter laugh forced its way out of Ruby's throat. She'd been bullied by Cassian to this point, and now she couldn't even get past the lobby doors.

The security guards watched her with open hostility, ready to toss her out at the slightest provocation—as if any attempt to approach the elevator would end with both her and Mira being thrown into the street.

Of course, she hardly resembled the radiant Ms. Grayson of a year ago.

People came and went in the corporation; not recognizing her now was only natural.

The rain hadn't let up, and not a single car on her way here had stopped for them.

She'd taken off her coat to shield Mira, but still had to watch, helpless, as the rain soaked through.

Mira, ever the little trooper, nestled into her mother's arms without a sound, even as she shivered with cold—her fingers tightly gripping Ruby's, as if to say she'd face anything as long as they were together.

Ruby parted her pale lips, her voice a whisper. "Tell Cassian I'm Ruby—"

She didn't get to finish. A commotion erupted at the entrance.

A tall woman strode in, draped in a crimson dress that hugged her figure, pale heels clicking across the floor. Behind her, a procession—bodyguards holding umbrellas, an assistant carrying her bags, a housekeeper ready with a warm coat—trailed in her wake.

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