A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 92

A black sedan came to a stop a few distances away from the construction site. Then Catherine got

down from the car and walked towards the unfinished building.

A smile surfaced on her lips when her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar face and she called out,

“Pablo.”

Even though that wasn't his name, he remember Catherine immediately and said, “Good morning,

ma’am.”

“Good morning. Is my husband here?” Catherine asked with a friendly smile.

“Yes, he's in the back, doing the last of his work. I will get him.”

“It's fine. I will wait here for him.”

After a few minutes had gone by, Catherine gazed down at her toes as she pouted because Rome was

taking long.

Then she heard, “Hey, wife,” and immediately, she lifted her head and chuckled as she stared at Rome,

gazing back at her.

Unable to stop smiling, she walked over to him and used her thumb to slowly wiped the dirt off his face.

“Sorry that I came a bit late. The line in the cafe was long, and I had to wait for a while before getting

my order.” Catherine said, withdrawing her hand from his face.

“It's fine,” Rome mumbled, feeling quite relief.

Then he removed her hair from her face, tugged it behind her ear, and thought, ‘ I'm glad I got here

before you. Orlando is a mad driver.’

“You must be hungry,” Catherine said, realizing that she was still holding onto the bag.

“I am done with my shift. So, I'm going to clean up a bit, get changed, and then we can leave.” Rome

said, avoiding her eyes.

Staring at the filthy-looking clothes on him, Catherine slightly nodded, feeling baffled about the fact that

she didn't recognize those clothes. Then she watched Rome head back in the direction he came from.

A sigh of relief escape his lips as he stared at one of the employees, who was wearing only his boxer.

After getting changed out of the guy's clothes, Rome pulled out his wallet and took out a stack of

hundred bills.

“Here's your two thousand dollars that I promise,” Rome said, handing the money over.

When he accepted the cash from Rome, he took his time to check them and then said, “You must be

crazy or rich to spend two grams on those rags. You are both, ain’t you.”

Without replying, Rome got dressed in his own clothes, took the guy's bag, and stuff his clothes into it

before zipping the bag.

‘The things I do,’ Rome thought as he walked away.

When he reached outside, he walked over to Catherine, looked back, and said, “See you tomorrow,

Pablo.”

Not saying a word, he watched Catherine and Rome walked away. Then after they got into her sedan,

he took out a roll of money, smiled, and muttered, “You are welcome back anytime, Rome.”

After throwing the guy’s bag in the backseat. Rome focus on Catherine as she handed him the plastic

bag.

Then she started the car and drove off, passing by the White jeep that was pack on the side of the

road.

“Did you buy a few new items that I don't know about?” Catherine mumbled, keeping her gaze fixed on

the road.

“Umm… Yes. But I won't say new. I have had them for a while.” Rome said, feeling a sense of Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

nervousness.

“I don't remember them.”

“Hum, Really?”

It grew silent for a few minutes. Then Catherine smiled and said, “You have gotten a lot of things over

the period of time, and I don't think I remember them all. So, yeah.”

A moment later, Catherine drove into the "DreamTeam" parking lot, and then she and Rome got down

from the vehicle.

When he and Catherine arrived in her office a few minutes later, it took a few seconds, then her

secretary entered the room.

Afterward, she stared at Catherine and said, “Boss, the chairman just called, and he said that you

should go to his office.”

“Okay, thanks,” Catherine mumbled, dropping her bag on the desk.

After her secretary left, Rome gazed at Catherine and said, “I should come with you.”

“Don't you want to eat?” Catherine asked, staring at the bag in Rome's hand.

“You haven't eaten either, have you?”

“Well, no.”

“Then we can both go to your grandfather, and afterward, we can eat together.”

Feeling a bit hesitant, Catherine stared at Rome for a while. Then she let out a soft breath and said,

“Sure.”

A moment later, Catherine and Rome arrived in Mr. Barlow's office, and they felt a bit shock to see,

Anthony, William, and Charles there.

“Good, you are here. We can begin.” Mr. Barlow said with his gazed focus on Catherine.

Then he waited for her and Rome to sit down before saying, “Are called you four here because you

guys have proofing yourself to be competent.”

Keeping his focus on Catherine, Mr. Barlow continued, “Some of you are quite capable than others.

That's why I want to declare today that anyone of you who can get Elijah’s clients to stay with our

company, will get his position.”

The room was quiet, but the tension in the atmosphere was high.

A frown plastered on Charles’ face when he saw how intensely his grandfather was staring at

Catherine.

After a few seconds had gone by in silence, Mr. Barlow cleared his throat and said, “That's all I called

you all here to say.”

Even though William and Anthony wanted Elijah's position so desperately, they knew what would befall

them if they ascended to that position, and yet they didn't want to make their father feel suspicious of

them.

So William stood to his feet and said, “I will try my best father.”

Following his brother's lead, Anthony got off the couch and said, “Me too.”

“Don't worry, grandfather. I will work my hardest to make sure uncle doesn't take what rightfully belongs

to this family!” Charles boastfully stated.

But Mr. Barlow didn't grab what he had said because he was focusing on his granddaughter.

“Catherine?” Mr. Barlow called out, seeing that she looked hesitant to speak.

“I will see what I can do, grandfather.” Catherine mumbled with uncertainty in her tone.

However, Rome slightly frowned and thought, ‘She's not getting those accounts.’