For a while, Catherine and Rome spent their time interacting with guests that approached them because Catherine wasn't really excited to go over to her family, and Rome knew that.
So he stood by her side and allowed her to be the one to have conversations with people that came up to them even though he knew that they wanted to pay their respects to him.
The news about Mr. Ford turning over everything he owned to Rome had spread like wildfire in the upper cycle.
Others now respected him not because he was Mr. Ford's heir, but because he was Rome Ford, the richest man in the entire country and beyond.
Also, knowing how much Rome meant to his father only added fear to the respect they all had for him, and the only reason all these influential people turned out for the party was that they knew he was going to be there.
As Catherine was having small talk with another guest, she unintentionally looked her father in the eye, and he looked disappoint
Time moved at a natural pace, and it was finally the day of Chloe's wedding.That morning, a loud banged on the door caused Catherine to jump out of her sleep.Then she looked at Rome, and at that moment his eyelids rose and their eyes locked.“Catherine!” Edward's voice echoed from outside the room.Knowing that it was her father at the door, Catherine was about to rush out of the bed when Rome grabbed her wrist, causing her to stop and look at him.“Do you still feel the same way that you felt at the party?” Rome asked with his eyes fixed on hers.Although she was confused for a moment, Catherine finally understood the question, and she answered, “Yes, I don't want to go to the wedding.”“Good. Then let me answer the door.” Rome calmly said.Nodding slightly, Catherine smiled and mumbled, “Okay,”Afterward, Rome left the bed and walked to the door. Then he ope
After the reporters had read the document they got from an unknown number, the hall became noisy pretty fast.The flashes from the reporters' cameras kept going off and on, and different journalists from several media didn't waste any time broadcasting the news live.For a moment Rome's attention was on Catherine.Then his focus got drawn to the television when the news about Chloe's wedding popped on the screen.It didn't take long for Catherine to focus on the TV too and her brows pulled together in a frown as she mumbled, “Isn't that Chloe's wedding venue?What's going on?”But Rome kept silent as he watched with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.The commotion in
After Rome drove the vehicle into the yard, it didn't take long for the limousines to enter into the fence.Once he had brought the car to a stop, he remained seated and so did Catherine as they listened to the loud noise of talking and mumbling from her family.Both of them didn't leave the vehicle until everyone had gone into the house.After a few minutes had weny by, Rome reached for the door handle. But Catherine grabbed his arm and mumbled, “Not yet.”So he let go of the handle and both of them sat, listening to the silence in the car.Then after a minute or two had passed, Catherine took in a deep breath and said, “I'm ready to face the noise.”The living room was in chaos as everyone tried to speak at the same time, and when Mr. Barlow had had enough of it, he screamed, “Everyone shut up!”It took a few seconds, but the room finally got quiet, and at that moment, Catherine and Rome wal
Even though Madam Rosey had made it clear to Chloe, she took one look at Dash and said, “I want a divorce.” The warning look her grandmother gave her had Chloe feeling scared for a moment, but she wasn't planning on backing down.“Why?” Dash asked as he walked further into the living room.“Because you are broke!”“Says who?”
It was six o'clock when the Barlows arrived at the venue for the wedding reception.When their vehicles came to a stop, they were not shocked to see the reporters waiting for them at the front of the building.“Mr. Barlow, what do you think about the news concerning your new grandson-in-law?” A reporter asked, pointing his mic in Mr. Barlow's face as he tried to walk past him.At first, Mr. Barlow was hesitant to answer. Then he sighed and said, “We believe that the news about our in-laws are fake, and we are standing by them against this deceitful rumor.&r
The sunlight poured through the window and beamed on Catherine's face, so she roll over to her left and slowly raised her eyelashes.“Good morning. Are you going somewhere?” Catherine asked as she watched Rome buttoning his shirt.“Morning, yeah. I got a meeting with someone.” Rome said, staring at her.A yawn escaped Catherine's lip as she rubbed her eyelids. Then she got out of bed, picked Rome's coat off the blanket, and approached him.“With who?” Catherine whispered as she handed his coat to him.‘Someone you know.’ Rome thought, accepting his coat from her.Then he wore it and said, “A workmate.”A while later, Catherine and Rome came downstairs, and when they entered the dining room, both of them were shocked to see Mr. Barlow and Madam Rosey chatting and laughing happily with Dash.“Oh my, for real?” Madam Rosey asked as she put a waffle on Dash's p
Blowing a whistle, Mr. Orlando drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. But then he hastily stopped when Rome got into the backseat of the Mercedes.“Good morning, young master!” Mr. Orlando hastily said as he sat up straight in his seat.Then he eyed K when he said, “Good Morning, boss.”“Morning,” Rome mumbled beneath his breath.Then he leaned back against the seat and said, “Orlando,”“Yes, young master!” Mr. Orlando immediately answered.“Find out which one of Mr. Barlow's partners has a son named 'Zayn.”“Okay.”For a moment, Mr. Orlando waited to see if he had anything else to say, but when Rome didn't speak, he started the car engine and drove off.“I received a call from Jerry a few minutes back. He called to inform me that your clothes are ready.” Mr. Orlando said, keeping his eyes focused on the road.
The room was silent for quite a while as Dash stood still, staring at Rome in disbelief.Finally, after wandering in his head for quite a while, reality struck him like a bolt of lightning, and terror took over his expression.“You are Mr. Ford’s son,” Dash mumbled as he subconsciously dropped to his knees.“Why are you kneeling? There are a lot of chairs in here.” Rome casually said as Dash gazed at him.Avoiding Rome's cold eyes, Dash stared to the left and mumbled, “I have messed up!”“Have you?” Rome calmly asked.As Dash swayed his gaze to the floor, he hung his head low and said, “Yes!”“How so?” Rome asked as his index finger caressed against his bottom lip.The feeling of pride that Dash had once acted on in the presence of Rome, suddenly faded, leaving him feeling belittle and pathetic as he lifted his head.“I was horrible to yo