A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Sixty-One

As the first light of a new day crept into the room, Catherine slowly raised her eyelids and then frowned

as she noticed that Rome's side of the bed was empty.

When Catherine heard the sound of rushing water, she got up from the bed and headed into the

bathroom.

The moment Rome heard the door open, he pulled his shirt-sleeve over the plaster on his arm, turned

around, and stared back at her as his face softened into a smile.

"Good morning, babe," Rome said, noticing the way she was suspiciously staring at him.

"Did something happen at the meeting?" Catherine asked, hoping for the truth this time.

"No. It went well."

"Oh, okay."

Without uttering another word to Rome, Catherine walked out of the bathroom, ignoring him when he

called out, "Are you okay, babe!?"

"What's wrong with her?" Rome mumbled when Catherine slammed the door shut. "Did I forget

something important? Today is not our anniversary or her birthday. I'm sure of it. Or is it!?"

A while later, the dining room was awfully quiet as Catherine stared at Rome eating his food with a

calm expression on his face.

‘He's just going to keep up the act and pretend like he didn't lie about going to a meeting yesterday!'

Catherine thought, stabbing her fork into her egg.

Sensing her eyes on him, Rome glanced at her with a blank expression and then softly smiled. Then he

focused back on his food, feeling too distracted by last night's event to notice her frown.

That only enraged Catherine further, and she was about to speak her mind when the doorbell rang.

“I will get it,” Nora said, setting the plate of bacon on the table before rushing out of the dining room.

When she got to the front door, she softly sighed and thought, ‘Goodness, the tension in that room is

scary.’

After taking a few seconds to pull herself together, she grabbed the knob and opened the door.

“Sir K?!" Nora muttered beneath her breath with a friendly smile on her face.

“Where is the boss?” K asked.

For a moment, a look of hesitation crossed Nora’s face. Then she stared at the floor and mumbled, “He

and ma'am are having breakfast in the dining room. Come in,"

“Thank you,” K said, stepping past her.

A couple of minutes later, K walked into the dining room. Then he stopped a distance away from the

table and said, "Bos…"

“Is the car ready,” Rome hastily uttered, laying his fork down.

Seeing the look of confusion on K's face, Catherine frowned, knowing that whatever he wanted to say,

Rome didn't want her to hear it.

Then she angrily woke from her seat, looked at Rome, and said, “It's fine. You guys can talk here. I

have work to get to.”

“But it's still quite early and you haven't finished your breakfast yet,” Rome said, gently staring at her.

“It's clear whatever you guys want to discuss is not for my ears r, so it's better to leave!"

“Cathrine, it's not like that!”

“I got to go!”

With a frown on her face, Catherine grabbed her bag and walked out of the dining room.

When Rome heard the front door slam close a few minutes later, he sighed out his frustration, realizing

that she was on to him.

“Does madam not know about Big Daddy?” K asked while approaching the chair.

“Yes,” Rome mumbled as he rested back in his seat. "What do you have to report?"

“Big boss called. He said that Joe confirmed that the location that the puppets' master gave you is one

of Big Daddy's homes. That means his information is solid."

The calmness in Rome's expression shifted to anger as he glowered at K and said, "So he's avoiding

calling me now because of last night and since he doesn't want to spit out the truth!"

“Did something happen between the big boss and you?” K uttered, taking a seat.

For a moment, Rome kept silent as he stared at Mr. Ford, and then he asked, “How long have you

been working for my father?"

“I can't say, but it's been a while now,” K said, lowering his gaze on the table. "Why did you ask?"

Silence fell between them as Rome intensely stared at K. Then he rubbed his brow and said, "It's

useless asking you guys because you all are more loyal to him than yourself or me."

Taking a grape from the bowl, Rome smirked and thought, 'But I don't plan to back down until I find out

what I need to know!'

After a couple of minutes had quietly when by, K looked at Rome and asked, "What are we going to do

about Big Daddy location?"

"Whatever we need to do to take him down, once and for all!" Rome mumbled, reaching into the bowl

for another grape.

With her gaze focused on the windshield, Catherine spaced out, wondering what could make Rome act

so secretive all of suddenly.

“Ma'am, we are here,” William said, stepping on the brake.

Then he gazed at Catherine's reflection in the V-mirror as he patiently waited.

After a few seconds went by without getting a response from Catherine, William hurriedly got down

from the vehicle and opened the back door.

“Ma'am, we are at the company,” William mumbled, holding onto the door frame.

"Thank you," Catherine sweetly intoned after abandoning her thoughts.

Then she gave William a gentle smile as she stepped down from the car before walking into the front

door of dreamTeam.

The moment she stepped into the lobby, the first floor became quiet for a while. Then everyone greeted

softly, “Good morning, boss.”

But Catherine maintained her silence as she walked towards the executive elevator, reserved only for

her, and got on.

A few minutes later, the elevator came to a stop and Catherine stepped out, heading straight for her

office.

“Good morning, boss.” Her secretary said, standing to her feet.

Then she followed closely behind Catherine as she reported, "Boss, your cousin is waiting in your

office. I'm sorry. I tried to stop him, but he got violent."

When Catherine walked into her office, she scowled as she stared at Charles, smiling back at her.

“It's okay, You can excuse us.” Catherine calmly uttered, gazing at her secretary.

After she walked out of the room, a frown settled on Catherine's face as walked behind her desk and

then took a seat.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense within a matter of seconds, and there was a toxic energy

cycling in the room.

But Catherine managed to maintain a calm look as she asked, “State your business and leave,”

"Is that how you welcome the vice-chair of DreamTeam?" Charles calmly uttered, smiling faintly at her

with a look of arrogance in his gaze.

It grew silent for a while as both of them maintained eye contact with each other, hiding their rage

behind their calm eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Catherine asked, glaring at him.

"Ho, right! You weren't at work yesterday." Charles slyly said, sitting up straight in his seat. "Well, dear

cousin, it's my privilege to inform you that I'm back in DreamTeam as the vice-chair."Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.