A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 119

At first, no one spoke. Then Richard saw the way Rome gazed at him, and he half-heartedly mumbled,

"Crystal clear."

After his remark, Elijah down-heartedly uttered, "Sure."

"Those are rules that I'm willing to follow," William hastily said, feeling humiliated and filled with anger,

and yet he knew he couldn't do anything about it.

When the room got silent, Rome looked at Charles, and for a moment both men glared at each other,

then Charles took in a deep breath and half-heartedly uttered, "I can play by that rule."

Smiling suddenly, Chloe looked at Rome and sweetly said, "Brother Rome, I promise not to do anything

to offend you."

Staring at his wife, Dash slightly shook his head, knowing exactly what she was doing, and he wasn't

the only one who did, everyone else knew what she was up to.

"Never call me such a title again! I felt disgusted when you did." Rome coldly uttered with a deadpan

expression.

Glancing away from him, Chloe pouted and mumbled, "If that is what you want."

Then she unintentionally gazed at Mr. Ford, and when he threw her a hard look, she hastily stared

down at the tile.

Finally acknowledging Madam Rosey's presence, Rome asked, "How's your husband?"

With a gentle expression and calm eyes, she humbly uttered, "He suffered a mild heart attack. But it's

not critical. He would be discharged today and would receive treatment from home."

Feeling relief that Catherine didn't have to get the bad news that her grandfather was hospitalized,

Rome said, "That's good to hear. Don't worry about the hospital bill. I will cover it."

"Thank you so much!" Madam Rosey said, sounding extremely grateful.

Staring away from her, Rome gazed at Mr. Ford and asked, "When does the conference end?"

"Three o'clock," Mr. Ford mumbled, feeling confused by his son's question.

"Can you give me a lift there?"

"Sure,"

Focusing back on the Barlows, Rome coldly uttered, "What happened here, stays here."

Then he and Mr. Ford walked out of the room with K and Mr. Orlando following them.

"Do you think he's going to tell her?" Edward mumbled to his wife.

With a touch of doubt in her eyes, she said, "I think so."

"What do you think she is going to say?"

"I don't know. But I hope divorce wouldn't be something she would bring up."

By two-fifty Mr. Orlando brought the car to a stop in the parking lot of the Golddust hotel.

As they sat silently in the vehicle, Rome stared at his father with a look of nervousness in his eyes.

"Good luck, son." Mr. Ford said, smiling faintly at Rome when he saw Catherine walking into the

parking lot.

"Thanks," Rome mumbled, staring away from his father.

Then as he tried to open the door, Mr. Ford said, "Now that your identity is out there. How about taking

over from your old man and running the business."

"Sure," Rome calmly uttered.

After hesitating for a moment, Rome pushed the car door open and walked up to Catherine.

When their eyes met, she gently scratched her cheek as she waited for him to get closer, and when he

did, she mumbled, "I was just about to call you. What are you doing here?"

"I have something to say to you," Rome said, staring at the look of curiosity in her eyes.

"Okay, what is it?"

"Not here."

At that moment Ted approached them, and Rome looked at him and then said, "Give me the key."

Without any hesitation, Ted handed him the car key, and even though Catherine was shocked by that,

she said nothing.

"Can we go somewhere private?" Rome asked without looking at her.

"Umm… sure," Catherine mumbled, feeling even more curious now.

But she followed Rome to the SUV, and both of them got into it. Then Rome drove out of the parking

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The entire ride was silent, and finally, Rome drove the car on the beach. Then he turned the engine off

and took a deep breath.

"What is this about?" Catherine asked, staring at him.

For a moment, he gazed at the ocean. Then he focused on her eyes and said, "My real name isn't

Rome Miller, but Rome Ford."

"I don't understand," Catherine mumbled, even though she knew what he meant.

"My father is Mr. Ford, and Mr. Miller is the man who raised me after I got separated from my father

when I was eight and had suffered from amnesia because of an accident."

"You suffer from amnesia?"

Seeing the look of concern in her eyes, Rome mumbled, "yes,"

"So when did you find out about your real identity?" Catherine softly asked without looking away from

his eyes.

It fell silent between them, and Rome took her hands in his, but her eyes remained center on him. Then

with a straight face, he said, "The day of our wedding."

At first, Catherine faintly smiled for a moment as she darted her eyes while staring into his.

Then when his words finally sunk in, she frowned with a touch of hurt in her eyes.

"But we have been married for a year and ten months," Catherine mumbled, slowly pulling her hands

out of his.

"I know. But…" Rome said, pausing as he stared at her slack expression.

"Why did you wait for so long to tell me the truth?"

"Because…"

Glancing away from her, Rome tried to figure out how to put his thoughts into words.

At that moment a thought crossed her mind, and she felt a tightness in her chest as she stared at him.

"It's you, isn't it?" Catherine angrily uttered with a frown.

"What?" Rome mumbled, looking at her.

"The things Jeff said I did, you are the one who's doing it."

"Catherine..."

Seeing how angry she looked, Rome paused for a moment and said, "Yes."

Keeping silent, she took a long look at him and mumbled, "It's been a lie all along, and I didn't

accomplish anything on my own."

Then she stared at the window and muttered, "This is annoying."

"All I did was shield you from your family's bad intentions, but how far you have reached in your career

has everything to do with you." Rome calmly uttered, hoping she would understand.

"We both know that's a lie. Your father literally just took me to a conference, and now I'm asking you, if I

wasn't married to you would he have?"

"Maybe, no. But that doesn't change the fact that he loves your work, and every client that I have made

you get is also impressed by your work. That's not my doing, that's yours!"

Taking in a deep breath, Catherine turned around and gazed at him, and when their eyes met, Rome

said, "I might have mentioned your name in a room full of opportunities, but you were the one who

prove your worth and potential, not me. So don't make me take credit for that."

"Okay, but that doesn't change the fact that you have been lying and making a fool out of me for this

long..." Catherine mumbled beneath her breath.

"Catherine, the only thing different, is my last name and my status."

"Right, but is that all you have been lying about? I guess your work at the construction site is also a lie."

Pausing for a second, Rome took in a deep breath and then mumbled, "Yes."

"So what else have you been lying about? Is our love even real?" Catherine mumbled, crossing her

arms.

It got silent, and when she stared at Rome, she saw that he looked a bit annoyed.

"Don't do that!" Rome calmly uttered.

"Do what?" Catherine whispered.

"Don't question my love for you."

"I'm…"

Hesitating for a moment, Catherine stared back at the window and mumbled, "I want to go home."

After a brief moment of hesitation, Rome started the car engine and stepped on the accelerator pedal.