A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Forty-Seven

The loud sound of the salad bowl crushing against the wall caused the servants to freeze for a moment

as they tried not to look at their boss.

"That boy is too soft on those Barlows! That's why they are out here acting like a bunch of fools!" Mr.

Ford shouted in a fit of rage.

Swaying his gaze away from the broken pieces of bowl, he gazed down at the paused video displayed

on his screen and then picked his phone off the dining room table.

After scrolling through his contact for a while, he stopped at Brook's number before dialing it.

It took less than two seconds for Brook to answer the call.

Then looking at Blaze with a look of nervousness on his face, he humbly said, "Hello, big boss."

"Where are you!" Mr. Ford firmly asked.

"Blaze and I are still in Archenland per boss request. We just got done with accomplishing his order

and are about to book our plane tickets for home."

"Before you get back here, I want you to get something for me from Archenland."

A couple of minutes later, Mr. Ford's call with Brook ended. Then he dialed another number, and when

his call got answered, he said, " George, I need you and your team to plan a party for me."

"Of course, Mr. Ford. When is the party?" George cheerfully said from the other end of the call.

"Tonight at eight."

The line grew quiet for a couple of minutes. Then George finally replied, "Consider it done. I will send

you a couple of pictures of venues for you to select, and also, what is the theme of the party?"

"I don't care what venue it happens in or what people wear! I need it done before eight!" Mr. Ford

stated.

"Okay, then. When my team and I get done, we will send you the necessary information."

"George,"

"Yes, Mr. Ford,"

"Make sure that you get the word out. I need everyone at that party."

"Your wish is my command."

After ending the call with George, he found another number in his contact and dialed it.

"Taylor, there will be a party tonight. Make sure Miss Chloe is present by any means necessary. I will

send you the venue location later."

"Yes, boss."

Drawing a deep breath, Rome felt hesitant as he stood at the door of the guest room, gazing intensely

at it.

Then he slowly exhaled, knocked, and said, "Catherine, are you in there? Can you open up?"

Silently, Catherine hugged onto the pillow as she drew her knees towards her chest and curled up into

a ball.

"I know you are in there. Well, Nora said that you were here. So, can you please stop ignoring me and

let's talk." Rome said, resting his forehead on the door.

At that moment, his phone rang, and he frowned as he took it out of his pocket. Then when he saw that

it was Mr. Ford calling, he sighed heavily and answered the call.

"Dad now is not a good time," Rome uttered, withdrawing away from the door.

"My daughter-in-law's phone is off! That's why I'm calling you, brat." Mr. Ford said, staring at the glass

of water on the table.

"I guess you are calling about the video."

"No. I'm calling to invite you and my daughter-in-law to my party."

Frowning, Rome scratched his brows and mumbled, "Why are you having a party at such a time?"

"To take the tension off you and Catherine's nerves." Mr. Ford said, clutching onto the glass.

"Why don't I believe that's the actual reason."

"Stop reading too much into things, and you guys should go to Jerry to get yourselves some nice outfits

for tonight."

"Dad, I don't have the time to celebrate, and Catherine is kind of pissed with me, so…"

"That's more reason you guys need to get out of that house and have a little fun."

For a moment, Rome said nothing as he wondered in his head a moment. Then he grumbled and

calmly uttered, "Okay. I will ask Catherine, and if she's willing to go, then we both will be there."

"Good. See you guys tonight at eight o'clock." Mr. Ford said before ending the call.

When she heard a knock on the door, Catherine slowly raised her lashes and listened.

Knocking gently for the second time, Rome said, "My dad said he's hosting a party tonight, and he just

called to invite us. If you don't feel like attending…"

"I will go." Catherine loudly said.

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"I want to go. A little distraction from all this stuff will help me feel a bit better."

"Okay,"

Even though the living room was quiet, there was tension in the atmosphere as Mr. Barlow

aggressively tapped his feet on the floor.

A smirk settled on Charles's lips as he tried to fight back his urge to laugh.

"How could your daughter be so useless!!" Madam Rosey lashed out, glazing at Dana.

"Mother, although this is somehow Chloe's fault, we can not excuse the fact that Rome took advantage

of her and slept with her," Elijah mumbled, lowering his head when Mr. Barlow threw him a dirty look.

Unable to suppress his words anymore, Charles looked at Elijah, mockingly chuckled, and said, "Took

advantage of her? Are we talking about someone else or Chloe?"

"What is that supposed to mean!" Elijah harshly uttered.

Frowning, Richard gave his uncle a side glance and mumbled, "He means that your daughter is a

useless slu!"

"Richard! Stay out of this!" Elijah shouted, tightening his fist.

"Whatever,"

"The last time I checked, your brother is still in jail because of Rome, so don't you think it is just plain

stupid to stand up for him."

"Who says I'm standing up for him! I hate Rome, but that doesn't mean I like any of you either."

Slamming his book shut, Richard stood to his feet, glared at his uncle, and then casually walked out of

the living room.

"Honey, what are we going to do with such news? From the looks of it, Rome didn't seem happy in the

video that Chloe called him out like that." Madame Rosey cried out.

"What do you mean by, 'What are we going to do? Nothing! Absolutely nothing! We are going to stand

back and hope that this doesn't lead to Catherine and Rome getting a divorce." Mr. Barlow harshly said

in annoyance.

With a hint of worry in her eyes, Madam Rosey looked at Catherine's mother and said, "Have you

called your daughter!?"

Sadly staring at her mother-in-law, she let out a soft breath and said, "Her phone is off."

"Try to get in touch with her again, or better yet, go to her house. Even if Rome and Chloe slept

together, she's not allowed to get a divorce from him."

"Doesn't my daughter's emotions matter in this house?"

"What stupid emotion are you talking about, uh! Rome being your daughter's husband is the most

honorable thing that happened to this family! We can't afford to lose that over some nonsense feelings

g!"

Narrowing his eyes, William snorted and said, 'I wouldn't say, 'it is the most honorable thing that has

happened to this family.' After all, he's getting accused of being involved with both cousins."

"Do you know why a man like Rome Ford is invisible!" Mr. Barlow said, scowling at his son.

Even though he felt too annoyed to answer, William frowned and mumbled, "Because he's wealthy."

"Yes, fool! Rome is loaded! And with such money and power, he can make anything go away. That's

why him being married to Catherine, is our family fortune! She is more useful to this family being

married to Rome than she has ever been in her life!" Mr. Barlow firmly said.

In a fit of rage, Edward slapped his palm on the chair arm and sarcastically shouted, "Wow, father!

What an amazing grandfather you are!"

"You are no better either. Since this news came out, you haven't made a single comment! Is it because

you now work for Rome, and you are afraid of getting fired by him!" Anthony said, rolling his eyes at his

brother.

"No. It's because I don't believe Rome would lower his standard and sleep with Chloe!"

"Haha!"

Annoyed, Elijah threw his brother a dirty look and shouted, "He married your daughter, didn't he! That is

the lowest his standard could get!"

Without thinking for a second, Edward jumped to his feet, and once Elijah saw him do that, he too got

off the couch.

"You want to catch these hands!?" Edward yelled, marching over to his brother.

"Bring it on, prick!" Elijah shouted, raising his chest as he clutched his fists.

Grimacing at his sons, Mr. Barlow slapped the couch arm and firmly uttered, "You two, sit your asses

back down!"

At first, both men didn't listen. But then Susanna walked into the living room, and everyone's attention

drew to her.

"Sir, Ma'am, I have a package addressed to you guys," Susanna said as she walked over to Mr. Barlow

and Madam Rosey.

When she reached them, she handed the package to Madam Rosey and then turned around, leaving

the room.

The living room was quiet as Madam Rosey opened the package. Then she took out a bunch of fancy

square-sized papers.

"What are they?" Mr. Barlow asked.

"Invitations to Mr. Ford's party for tonight at eight." Madam Rosey mumbled, staring at the invites one

after the other. "Everyone got invited. Well, except Chloe."