Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 432

Gennifer stared at Bennett, long since accustomed to his respectful deference.

Ever since Cassian had sent her to jail, she’d given up on that man completely; whatever lingering warmth she’d once shown Bennett was gone without a trace.

Bennett’s eyes crinkled with his usual pleasant smile, but his next words made Gennifer’s heart jolt. “Take them outside.”

No sooner had he spoken than the bodyguards behind him surged forward, seizing the doctors, nurses, and funeral home staff who’d been standing behind Gennifer.

Her expression changed instantly. “Bennett, what are you doing?!”

His smile didn’t falter, but now it seemed oddly chilling. “This is Mr. Veyne’s order,” he said, the curve of his lips sharpening.

A cold sense of dread crept through Gennifer.

In the brief moment she hesitated, the three were already being herded into a waiting car, panic-stricken and calling desperately to her. “Miss Gennifer! What’s happening? What does this mean? Didn’t you and Mr. Grayson ask us here? What’s going on?!”

The scene dissolved into chaos. Both Gennifer and Hanley went pale with alarm.

Gennifer stepped forward quickly, blocking the car door. She locked eyes with Bennett. “Let them go. I invited them. You have no right to take them.”

At this, hope flared in the eyes of the terrified trio—they began struggling to get out of the car. But the bodyguards weren’t amateurs. One pressed down harder, making the funeral home worker cry out in pain.

The other two, slightly more composed, stopped resisting, but beads of sweat gathered on their brows, betraying their fear.

Watching the standoff, the doctor and nurse exchanged uneasy glances. The tension in the air was suffocating.

“Bennett, may I ask why Mr. Veyne wants to take us away?” The doctor’s voice was calm and polite, but there was pleading in his eyes.

Somewhere along the way, Bennett’s smile had vanished, replaced by a cold sternness that reminded everyone of Cassian himself. “Mr. Veyne will speak to you personally. You’ll understand soon enough.”

He let out a cold snort, eyeing Gennifer sideways. For a year, Ruby had been in prison, and Gennifer had insisted Cassian had feelings for her—but now it was painfully clear: she couldn’t compare to Ruby in Cassian’s eyes.

“He’s probably planning to use those three to help Ruby,” Gennifer spat, hatred burning in her chest.

“What else?” Hanley’s eyes narrowed, his lined face looking more menacing than ever.

Gennifer bit her lip, silent. They’d spent so much effort tracking down these witnesses from years ago, but after all this time, how much could they really remember? Money had to be involved.

But Cassian was the wealthiest man in Quinborough. With his power and resources, the Grayson family was no match for him. If Cassian personally stepped in to deal with these people, all their careful plotting would come to nothing. And if their web of witnesses started to unravel, the consequences would be unimaginable.

A heavy sense of dread settled in Gennifer’s chest.

Hanley, however, tried to reassure her. “Don’t worry. For something this important, I wouldn’t rely on money alone.”