Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 374

The drama swirling online about her and the Grayson family had reached a fever pitch, and now, in the middle of it all, he discovered a long-forgotten email in his inbox.

It was anonymous, but they might as well have signed “Hanley Grayson” at the bottom.

After all, Ruby had blocked every single Grayson contact ages ago.

“Ruby, even if you think the Grayson family has neglected you, we’ve never let you go without. Compared to others, you’re still the precious Miss Grayson. Is it really because of a little childhood jealousy that you’d go so far as to destroy us?”

Ruby propped her head on one hand, her fingers idly tangled in her hair, a look of utter nonchalance on her face.

Funny enough, they weren’t wrong.

Bringing down the Graysons was, in fact, next on her agenda.

Her lips curled into a cold, dismissive smile. She didn’t feel the slightest urge to reply.

The soft, rhythmic sound of breathing nearby brought a strange calm.

Ruby glanced at Mira’s sweet, sleeping face; most of the chill in her own expression melted away.

She closed her email, turning instead to check the progress of her latest stock acquisitions.

The Grayson Group’s shares were in freefall, and many shareholders were desperate to sell—even more so with Ruby offering above market price. Whatever bad blood existed between her and the Graysons was none of their concern.

While the major stakeholders still hesitated, the smaller ones had begun to dump their shares en masse. By now, Ruby had quietly amassed nearly twenty percent of the company—a slow but steady accumulation.

Satisfied that everything was proceeding exactly as she wanted, Ruby sent Fanny a quick message with the good news before turning in for the night.

Meanwhile, lights flickered on in the penthouse of Veyne Tower.

Bennett looked like he hadn’t slept in days—haggard, exhausted, and deeply resentful at having been dragged out of bed at this hour. Still, he forced himself to appear dutiful and composed.

Even through the grainy footage, her beauty was unmistakable.

Porcelain skin, dark hair—in spite of her face being twisted in pain, she was still striking.

“I told you to clean properly, and this is what you call clean? No wonder they gave you a lesson yesterday,” the heavyset woman sneered, clearly enjoying her petty power trip.

Ruby’s shoulders hunched, her eyes wide with fear.

She knew all too well—no matter how hard she tried, they would always find an excuse to torment her.

They were clearly out to get her.

Her gaze darted around, wary and wild, like a frightened animal backed into a corner.