Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 85

"Isn't Ruby supposed to be pregnant? Why is she still wearing heels and riding around in cars?"

Sensing Ruby's gaze lingering on her, Gennifer's eyes followed, only to realize Ruby was staring at her stomach.

This is bad.

She'd already gone around telling everyone she was pregnant—could Ruby be onto her?

Gennifer jolted, instinctively clutching her handbag to her abdomen.

She raised an eyebrow, her tone sharp. "What are you looking at? What—are you so eaten up with jealousy that you'd want to hurt my child?"

Their eyes locked in midair.

Ruby could tell instantly that something was off.

There was something missing in the way Gennifer spoke about her own child. Her eyes were restless, defensive, even hostile towards Ruby—but there was no tenderness at all, nothing a mother should feel for the baby she carried.

Maybe every woman is different, Ruby thought, but still… something didn't add up.

Meanwhile, Gennifer squirmed under Ruby's silent scrutiny, unsure what to do with her hands or feet.

"What are you staring at?" she snapped, her voice rising.

Ruby coolly turned her gaze away, her tone icy. "Move."

With Ruby's unsettling stare gone, Gennifer exhaled in relief.

"What, you think you own the street now?"

She planted herself even more firmly in Ruby's path, arms crossed, chin lifted in defiance.

"Cassian isn't here to play knight in shining armor for you. Don't waste those pitiful eyes on me—men might fall for it, but I'm not so easily fooled."

Gennifer gave a dismissive snort.

Ruby recognized the hostility immediately. Gennifer wasn't just a random obstacle; she was here to pick a fight.

Sure enough, the next thing she heard was Gennifer's snide, mocking laughter.

"What's the matter? Did Cameron Lockridge finally kick you out?"

"He's been at odds with me ever since you landed in jail. He really is your loyal lapdog, isn't he?"

"Funny, though—after all that loyalty, you dragged him into thirty million in debt, and just dumped him without a backward glance."

Gennifer folded her arms, waiting to see Ruby's reaction, savoring the moment.

But Ruby's expression didn't flicker. It was as if none of Gennifer's words landed.

"Are you done? Move," Ruby said, her voice cold as she looked straight past Gennifer—her gaze piercing through to the luxury car's driver's seat.

The driver's hands trembled on the wheel, and she ducked her head further down.

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