The music stopped as the hall became still, and silence took over the atmosphere since people could not believe what the police had just said. Then, after getting over their shock, the guests started to whisper to each other. “You think you know a person until they show you their true color.” A lady said out loud. “Oh, yes! How can a child be so black-hearted to his family?” A fellow uttered.  Following his remarks were numerous comments about how terrible Jeff's action was. Their words anger Mr. Barlow, and when he gazed at his grandson, rage was the only emotion he felt. “You have shamed this family to a great degree!” Mr. Barlow coldly mumbled, balling his hand into a fist. “Grandfather, I can explain. It's all Chloe's fault that I did what I did! I burned it first because she was going to do it!” Jeff shouted as the police handcuff him. The sound of mumbling rose in the room, and one of the guests said, “I neve

When the first light of dawn hit the window and beamed on Rome’s face, he raised his eyelids and stared at Catherine, laying on his bare chest.Then he slowly picked his phone from the nightstand, clicked on his inbox icon, and started typing.After writing everything he needed to say, he sent the message to Mr. Ford and put the phone back on the nightstand.Suddenly, Catherine raised her head and looked up at him.“Did I wake you up?” Rome asked.“No,” Catherine mumbled, resting her head back on his chest.Then he wrapped his arms around her and gently intoned, “What's the plan for today?” “I think it will be best to clear my things from Charles's office,” Catherine mumbled beneath her breath.“And then, we can go sightseeing?”“Umm, that sounds interesting. Let's drive around the city after getting my things.”A while later, Cath

It took a while, then Catherine finally came out of the building and got into the car.“So, how was the meeting?” Rome asked, smiling at her.“Mr. Ford wants me to be his project management director,” Catherine said while staring blankly at the windshield.“That's a good thing, right?”“Yeah,”“Judging from your tone and attitude, I don't believe that it is. Catherine, you look pale. What's going on?”Sighing heavily, she turned to Rome and said, “I'm over the moon about this project. It's like a dream come true for me. I'm…”“You are just what?” Rome asked, gazing at her.“I'm afraid, Rome. Even though I'm so excited about this project, I can't help panicking that I'm going to be my cousins’ target again.”“Catherine, if this project is what you want, then let your desire to succeed be greater than all of y

On their way back from the white house, Rome was seated in the backseat of Mr. Ford's car since he suggested that they ride together.It was quiet for a while. Then Mr. Ford turned to Rome and said, “I got a bottle of Romanee Conti 1945 that I plan to drink today. Do you want to have a glass with me?”“Of course,” Rome said, knowing that he didn't have an option to say, “no” because his father would guilt him into saying, “yes.”When they arrived at Mr. Ford's office, Rome wore a disguise before getting down from the car. Then he and Mr. Ford head into the building, and once they got into the lobby, the whispering began.It was not his first time entering his father's office. But every time he did, he wore a cap, glasses, and mask, and it caused the employees to wonder about his identity.“He's handsome.” A lady whispered to her colleagues as they walked past Rome and Mr. Ford

It was almost eleven o'clock when Rome got to the Barlow mansion. When he entered the hallway, he assumed that everyone would be sleeping. But as he walked past the living room, he heard madam Rosey shouted, “Where do you think you are going?” For a moment, Rome stood still as he tried to pull himself together. Then he walked into the living room and realized that all the family members were there, except Chloe.“What do you take my house to be! Do you think it's a place where you can walk in and out with your filthy shoes at any time!” Madam Rosey lashed out.“I am sorry to be home late. I had to work overtime with my boss.” Rome mumbled, lowering his head.Although it was a white lie, it wasn't entirely false since he worked with his father, so it was only reasonable to call him his boss.“You smell like booze. What kind of work requires you to drink alcohol?” Edward harshly inton