Chapter Eight

The front door of the greenhouse restaurant opened, and Rome walked inside with Catherine right by him, holding onto his arm.

Immediately, when the host saw them, he rushed from behind his desk and approached Rome with a friendly expression on his face.

Then he slightly smiled at Catherine, looked back at Rome, and said, "Welcome to 'Greenhouse,' Mr. and Mrs. Ford. Your father is on the top floor. Please follow me."

Afterward, he turned around, walking ahead, and Rome followed him with Catherine by his side.

A few minutes later, Rome, Catherine, and the host arrived in a fancy room, and in that instant, Rome's gaze rested on his father, and a sigh escaped his lips.

Then he led Catherine to the table, looked at Mr. Ford before staring at the faces of those seated with him.

'What's going on? I thought this was a breakfast for three!' Rome thought, frowning as he kept gazing at the elderly-looking fellows at the table.

Although Mr. Ford'