A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Sixty-Seven

The moment the conference door opened Elijah, Richard, and William turned their heads to the left,

smiling at Catherine as she walked into the office.

"Haha, there's my dear niece!" William gaily said as he clapped his hand.

Keeping a straight face, Catherine walked up to the table and took her seat at the head of it. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Immediately, a frown crossed Charles's face because he realized that his cousin was still above him

after all.

"Good morning, Uncle William, Elijah, and Richard." Catherine calmly uttered, resting her hands on the

desk.

Then she clutched her fingers together, looked at Charles, and said, "Good morning, cousin."

“Can we speed this up? I got somewhere to be.” Charles mumbled in annoyance.

"Watch how you speak to your cousin! She's being a Saint for forgiving us after all that we have done

to this company, and giving us a second chance. The least you can do is be appreciative of her!"

William lashed out at his son.

'Although those words sound really nice, it's disgusting because you are telling Charles that he can

only respect me if I'm useful to you guys. What a bunch of pretenders!' Catherine thought with a blank

face.

Then she strived not to roll her eyes and returned a stiff smile when her uncle grinned at her and said,

"Good morning, dear."

“So what I and your uncles discussed last night was that we are all hoping to resume a position on the

board." William continued with a smile plastered on his face.

"Wow, it seems like you guys have made a decision again behind my back!" Catherine boldly uttered in

annoyance.

“You sound like you have a problem with that,”

“Of course, I do! DreamTeam is run by me, and if anyone should be making the decision here, it's me!”

As Elijah gazed at Catherine, he frowned and said, “We all disagree with that.”

“Well, I don't,” Catherine mumbled with a carefree attitude.

“I know being the chairwoman of this company has put you in a powerful position. But as a Barlow, you

are still the baby of the fam...”

“A Ford,”

"Huh?"

"I am legally married, uncle, so I'm a 'Ford.' Also, spare me the lecture. I have heard it once, and telling

me it for the second time doesn't make it as effective as the first."

The room fell silent as Elijah, William, Anthony, and even Charles stared at her in bewilderment.

Then Anthony sighed heavily and said, "It seems like your mind is already made up to not listen to us,

so we are inclined to hear to what you have decided for us."

"I said some things last night while being pressured by you guys. But now that I think about it, I'm

taking those words back." Catherine calmly uttered, not losing her straight expression.

“You can't be serious!"

“Do I look like I'm kidding? What part of what I had just said sounds like a joke to you, Uncle Anthony!?”

“But that means you are withdrawing your decision to let us work with DreamTeam again."

“Grandpa passed down the burden of leadership of DreamTeam to me, and I have to make tough

choices for the benefit of this company!"

With a look of disappointment in his eyes, William clenched his fist and said, “You can't do this!"

“The decision has been made!” Catherine casually said.

Then she looked at the time on her phone screen, stood to her feet, and said, “Since that's all I came

here to say, I will take my leave now. I have a busy schedule."

“Your stupid husband was behind you changing your mind! I just know it!” Charles blurted out with a

burning rage glowing in his eyes.

A cold look settled on Catherine's face as she met her cousin's gaze and calmly asked, "Do you want

me to call my husband so you can call him 'stupid' to his face?!"

When no one spoke for a while, Catherine looked at the faces one after the other, rested her icy gaze

on Charles, and then said, “That's what I thought!”

“Just because grandfather chose you based on the fact that you married a wealthy man, doesn't mean

you get to act cocky here, cousin! Two heads or more is better than one.” Charles boldly stated.

A frown swept across Catherine's face when his eyes met hers. Then as she was about to speak when

William cut her off and said, “Although those words were a bit harsh, Charles is right! You need us to

help you run this company.”

Letting out a faint sigh, Catherine eyed William. Then she faced Charles and asked, “Knowing you, I'm

sure you have checked out the company's accounts and stuff. So you should know how much growth

DreamTeam has experienced. Who do you think did that, Charles?!"

It suddenly became silent, and Catherine grew irritated as she shouted, “I did that! Also, having a

wealthy partner is not a crime, dear cousin! It's a tremendous bonus to my success.”

The quietness in the room dragged on for a little while. Then Anthony cleared his throat and mumbled,

"We know, dear. That's why we humbly asked you to rethink your decision for the sake of the family."

Hardening her face, Catherine glared at them and said, "It's true that two heads are better than one.

But it also stated that great minds think alike, and so far the discord between us is proof that you are

not the kind of people I want to work with now or ever!"

Without losing her cold expression, Catherine fixed her gaze on Charles and said, "Also, before you

can get the chance to do anything to damage what I have built over these months, I'm taking you to

court for illegally entering my company!"

A mocking and faint chuckle escaped Charles as he hit his fingernails against the table. Then he

stopped and coldly uttered, "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots right now!"

"You will be once I'm done with you!" Catherine firmly uttered, raising her chin.

Then she smirked as the prideful look on Charles's face faded, leaving him staring blankly at her.

Without uttering another word, Catherine walked away from the table and headed out of the room

without looking back.

A moment later, when she arrived in her office, she froze in her tracks as her eyes widened.

"What are you doing here?" Catherine happily cried, smiling at Rome.

"Well, I called your Secretary, and she said you were in a meeting with your uncles and Charles. Since

I was in your company area, I thought to stop by." Rome said as he stood from his seat.

"Ho-w… When did you arrive?"

"It's been a couple of minutes now."

"Then why didn't you come to the conference room instead of waiting here?"

Walking over to Catherine, Rome kept his gaze solely on her eyes. Then he stopped, bent over as he

leaned towards her ear, and whispered, "Because I knew you didn't need me in there since you are a

pretty fierce woman, and you could deal with it on your own."

A smile crept on Catherine's lips, and she rushed into Rome's arms, tightening her hands around his

waist.

After walking into his office and slamming the door shut, Charles rested his palms on his hips and

started pacing around the room.

A sense of rage suddenly spiked in him, and he rushed for his desk and swept off the folders on it,

sending them flying to the floor.

"Who the hell does she think she is!" Charles roared, unable to suppress the rage that fueled his hate

for Catherine.

Then he pulled out his phone, and with shaking hands, he texted, "You said that you can give me

DreamTeam, right? Not just a part of it, but all of it!"

A couple of seconds passed. Then a message appeared in his inbox, "Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Because I want all of it."

"Good. Give me time, and I will make it happen!"

A smirk surfaced on Charles's face, and then a faint laugh escaped his lips as a look of arrogance

settled in his eyes.

"Don't blame me, cousin. You forced my hand." Charles coldly mumbled, sitting on the edge of his

desk.