Burn Me Once, Burn With Me novel Chapter 584

Hanley plastered on a smile, his eyes darting meaningfully at Frieda, silently pleading with her to drop it. But she just stared back at him, her eyes wide with a sense of profound betrayal.

"But you told me…"

"That was then. Now that The Grayson Group is under new ownership, I was able to sell off some of my remaining shares. Plus, I saved up a bit by selling some household items a while back," Hanley cut her off, desperately trying to maintain his image as a patient, reasonable husband.

But Frieda clearly wasn't buying it.

Sensing trouble, Gennifer rushed over. "Mom, Dad isn't lying. Selling those things was a last resort. But once things got a little better, didn't he buy a lot of them back for you?" she said, gently shaking Frieda's arm, trying to make her see reason.

Frieda's lips were pressed into a thin line, her eyes filled with conflict and doubt. It was Hanley who had told her their family was about to go under, that they might even have to sell their mansion. That was the only reason she had forgiven him for selling her clothes and jewelry—some of which were antique gowns she had brought from the Steele family.

While Hanley had been living elsewhere, Gennifer would visit for a short while each day, but for the most part, Frieda had been alone in Grayson Manor, wandering aimlessly. Looking at her old clothes and jewelry was her only comfort. She had been furious when she discovered he'd sold her things, but after he explained their dire situation, she had reluctantly let it go. So why could he now casually spend eight million dollars to decorate Ruby's bedroom? Frieda couldn't understand it, and a bitter anger rose within her.

Gennifer's intervention, however, had some effect. But with her emotions running high, Frieda's expression remained grim, and the atmosphere grew thick with tension.

"I'm tired," Frieda finally said, rubbing her temples as a headache began to throb. Her words were like a godsend to Hanley. "Gennifer, take your mother home," he instructed immediately.

Though reluctant to leave Sylas, Gennifer understood the priority. She nodded and took Frieda's arm. "We'll be going then."

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