For almost fifteen minutes, Rome and his father didn't utter a word to each other.
“You seem disturbed.” Mr. Orlando finally said without staring at his son.
“I got a lot on my mind,” Rome mumbled, keeping his eyes focus on the windshield.
“Burden me with some, and don't keep it all inside. I'm your father, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you.”
“Now that you mention it, there's something I need you to do for me.”
Feeling his anger subsiding, Mr. Ford gazed at his son and asked, “What is it?”
“I need to keep tabs on Chloe,” Rome said, swaying his gaze towards his father.
“Isn't Mr. Orlando already doing that?”
“Yes, but he is limited unlike you. There's no happening in this country that you don't know about. That's why I need you to do this for me.”
“You can do it yourself.”
“What do you mean.”
For a second, Mr. Ford looked hesitant. Then he sighed and said, “It's time to introduce you to th
The sound of his ringtone forced Rome to raise his eyelids, and his gaze rested on Catherine, sleeping peacefully on his arm. Then he slowly pulled his hand from under her, picked his phone from the nightstand, and got out of bed. Afterward, he left the room, stood by the door, and answered the call. “Boss.” Brook’s voice echoed into his ear. “Speak,” Rome said, leaning against the wall. “It has happened.” “I will meet you guys at the casino.” After ending the call, Rome was about to go back into the room when he saw Jeff, hurrying down the hallway with his phone pressed against his ear. “What? Faulty wiring! I'm on my way.” Jeff said as he marched past Rome without looking his way. Taking in a deep breath, Rome pushed the door open and headed inside. By seven, he and Catherine came downstairs and met everyone seated in the living room. “What's going on?” Catherine mumbled, noticing the distress
When the BMW door opened, Mr. Orlando gazed back at Rome, entering the car. Then he waited for him to shut the door before saying, “Good morning, young master.” “Morning,” Rome absentmindedly mumbled with his head crowned with thoughts. “Where to?” “To the casino.” Nodding slightly, Mr. Orlando focused on the road, start the car engine, and drove off. After an hour's drive, he brought the car to a stop in front of the skyscraper, and Rome got out followed by K. Then both men marched into the building, heading for the main hall. Once they entered the room, the music stopped, the gambling ceased, and everyone’s gazes center on Rome. Suddenly, they all stood to their feet, bowed slightly, and shouted in unison, “Morning, boss!” “Brook, Blaze, Scar, meet me upstairs,” Rome said, shoving his hands into his pockets. Then he walked away with K two steps behind him, and Brook, Blaze, Scar, followin
For a moment, the leader of the Darklight gang maintained his silence as he tapped his fingers on the desk and coldly stared at Rome. Then he sat up straight and said, “1.5 million.” “Fine,” Rome said with less patience in his tone. “Paper before info.” “I will wire the money to you, but if the information you give me isn't solid, you will pay me back with more than just cash.” “Is that a threat!” “See it as such because it is! Now give me an account number.” For a moment, there was a flicker of fear in the leader of the Darklight gang’s eyes. Then he pulled himself together and called out the account number. It took a few minutes, then his phone buzzed on the desk, and he picked it up, staring at the screen in disbelief. “1.5 million. Sender, ‘anonymous.” He read out loud before gazing at Rome and asking, “Who are you?” “Where's my information?” Rome coldly intoned, striving to hold on to the last
The car was quiet as Mr. Orlando drove Rome to the DreamTeam company. After a while of sitting in silence, Rome pulled his phone from his coat pocket and dialed his father. Once Mr. Ford answered the call, Rome stared away from the windshield and mumbled, “Hello, father.” “You got a favor to ask. What is it?” Mr. Ford's voice echoed into his ear. “Hey! You are painting me like a terrible child. Can't a son call his father to say ‘Hi’ without it involving a flavor?” “So you don't want me to do something for you?” “Actually, I do. I need you to call the chief of police, inform him that I'm about to call him, and then send his number to me.” “Other people get caring sons and I'm stuck with a child who only calls me when he needs a flavor.” Holding in his laugh, Rome rested back on the seat and asked, “What do you need from me, dad?” The line was silent for a few seconds. Then Mr. Ford's voice echoed from the
The first light of dawn met Rome already awake in bed. After blankly staring at the ceiling for a while, his ringtone drew his attention from the chandelier and onto his phone. Then he threw the sheet off him and sat up, resting his feet on the cold tiles before picking up his phone from the nightstand. Afterward, he headed into the bathroom, drew his pattern, unlocked the screen, and answered the call. “Good morning, young Ford.” Derek's voice flowed from the speaker. “What is it, Mr. Brown?” Rome asked with his focus on his reflection in the mirror. “I just want you to know that a member of the Darklight gang has got released, and we will be visiting the Barlow mansion this morning.” “Thanks for the heads up.” “My pleasure.” After canceling the call, he walked back into the room, stared at Catherine, sleeping peacefully, and thought, ‘Today is not going to be pretty. I hope you can handle it.’
When Catherine and Rome came out of the mansion, she gazed into his eyes, and he saw sadness in hers, even though she tried to mask it with a smile.“I should get going,” Catherine mumbled, keeping the fake smile on her lips.Without waiting for him to say something, she turned to leave, but Rome held her arm and gently turned her around to face him.Although he had his plans for the day, he looked at her with a pleading expression and said, “Do you want to skip work today and hang out with me today?”“Yes, but…” Catherine said, hesitating for a second.“Forget about everything else and answer me sincerely, okay?”“Okay, I want to hang out with you.”“Great. What kind of home-cooked meal do you like?”A smile crept on Catherine's lips as she chuckled and asked, “Why?”“Because we are spending the day at my dad's,
Finally, after preparing multiple dishes, Rome set the table and left the kitchen. When he arrived into the shop, he met Catherine and Mr. Miller, chatting happily, and the corners of his lips rose. At that moment, Catherine's gaze swayed towards him, and she bore worry in her eyes as she watched sweats dripping down his skin. “Are you okay?” Catherine asked, standing to her feet. “Yes, the table is set. You and dad should come and eat.” Rome said as his cheeks dimple. A few minutes later, they were all seated around the table in the kitchen, and Mr. Miller's eyes twinkled while he inhaled deeply and then mumbled, “I missed the smell of food cooked by you.” “Is his cooking that good?” Catherine asked, gazing at Mr. Miller. “Yeah. You should give it a try.” “Okay,” After a brief pause, Catherine picked up her fork, wrapped spaghetti around it, and took a bite. “This is really good!” Catherine mumble
After saying their goodbyes to Mr. Miller, Rome and Catherine got into her car, and Rome drove off. Five minutes into the drive, he stared at Catherine and mumbled, "So, what's the plan?" "I don't know. Maybe we can find the nearest boutique and get something to wear." Catherine said, still feeling depressed about the conversation that she had with a father. Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Rome kept silent, giving her the space she needed. After driving for a while, he stopped in front of a boutique that he knew very well. "We are here." Rome said, unbuckling his seat belt. Then he looked at Catherine, struggling with hers, and he leaned in towards her and unfastened her belt. "Thanks," Catherine whispered. "Are you okay?" Rome asked with concern in his eyes. "Yes… Well, no. But I will be." "Okay, we should head in." A look of excitement crossed Jerry's face when his boutique door opened, and
Book three title: The son of a billionaire in Disguise.Ongoing now, exclusively on goodnovel.PreviewThe moment Catherine entered the kitchen and saw Parblo with the other servant, she forgot that she was hungry and rushed out of the room, hurrying for Rome's study.As she approached the stairs, Logan was coming down, and the two locked eyes. She could see the worry in his gaze, and Catherine blurted out, "Is he here?""Yes, ma'am. But I don't think you should go in there just yet." Logan hesitated. "He's planning on staying at the Rossi, and knows the relationship between Master and him-""Rome is going to be infuriated." "Yes. I think it's best you let them talk it out as father and son and try to give them some space for now," Logan suggested, his tone carrying a mix of concern and caution.Catherine nodded, her own worry deepening. "I understand. But if things get out of hand..."Logan took a step back, giving Catherine space, stepping aside, and she gave him a faint smile befor
By Monday, "Living as a billionaire" will get marked as "completed." But I have scanned through all of the comments and reviews. I remember telling my sister that "Living as a billionaire," will be the end of Rome and Catherine's story. But you guys have given me a change of mind, and right now, I can't tell you all that there is a solid idea for book three because my brain is focused on another novel I'm writing which is not in the same genre as, "Living as a billionaire." I write a bunch of random, messy up ideas, so my stories usually fall into different categories and audiences. Back to what I was saying, Mmmh, so yeah, that novel has my attention right now. But if Book three is something any of you will want to read, then please keep "Living as a billionaire" bookmark, and I will be back with a new announcement concerning Book three name and release date. Hopefully, it will be soon, but my hands are filled right now, and I don't w
*I don't even know where to start! Umm… My brain feels like a marshmallow. I slept for hours after updating the remaining chapters. But I am just so freaking happy for all the comments and the review I woke up to. *Book two wasn't a stable plan, and I had barely a paragraph for the entire book plot which was scary from the very beginning. So, seeing how far this book came and hearing you guys say that you like it, makes me speechless in a good way. *I am this crazy overthinking person, and if it was left with me, I would have assumed "Living as a billionaire" as the worst and given up on it. But you guys, you all made this book happen with the constant comments, gems, reviews, and purchases of the chapters. *Usually,
Pushing her hair behind her ear, Catherine smiled broadly. Then she looked to stare upward into Rome's eyes when he hugged her from the back."Look who's tummy is getting bigger," Rome whispered as his manly hands gently rested on her stomach."I can't believe he's already spent twelve-week in my stomach," Catherine whispered, gazing at her reflection in the mirror."He? Our baby is a she. Daddy little princess." Rome softly uttered.At first, Catherine pouted a bit. Then she chuckled and mumbled, "Should we do one of those fancy babies' gender reveal parties because at this point everyone seems to have their opinions about our baby's gender."As Rome
The moment the sunlight hit his face, Rome's hand searched his bed for his phone as he slowly raised his eyelids, and then blinked his eyelashes to adjust his vision to the bright light glowing in their room.Once he got a hold of his phone, he sat up in bed and unlocked it, then a frown settled on his lip as he stared at the fifteen missed calls notifications on his screen."Why is this Mathew guy calling back to back so early!" Rome mumbled.Sighing heavily, he called back, patiently waited, and after a few seconds, he said, “Good Morning, Mathew."“Good morning, Mr. Ford. I'm calling to find out if you are ready to cooperate with us today, or should we do this with force?"
After bringing his car to a stop in front of the St Louis Cardinals hospital, Rome pushed the door open and raced into the building.When he got to the waiting room, Amara was pacing back and forth with a look of fear in her eyes and plaster on her arm.The moment she saw Rome, she rushed to him and cried out, "My blood is not compatible with his. You have to help him out, please!!!""How are Axel and I related?!" Rome lashed out, unable to contain his anger and eagerness for the truth."He's your first cousin, Rome! Your uncle's first son! Mr. Ford's oldest brother's child! And also, my father's firstborn.""You are lying!"
The atmosphere quickly became hostile, and no one dared to move or utter a word as K clutched onto his side while choking on his blood."What the hell have you done!" Rome screamed, finally getting over his shock and realizing that his bodyguard had just taken a bullet to the stomach for him.Ignoring his remark, Axel fixed his cold gaze directly on Rome's angry expression. Then he frowned at Rome with the gun pointed directly at him and calmly said, "It's time to be your father's payment for redemption."Abruptly, the sudden sound of a silver vehicle speeding into the parking lot drew everyone's attention, and before Axel could get out of the way, the car bumped into him, sending him a few feet forward before he fell over to the floor.
A loud knock echoed into Axel's room, forcing him to leave his bed and walked over to the door. When he opened it, Axel scowled at his man and gazed the other way before walking back inside. “Boss, there's a problem,” Hunan said as he followed his boss further into the room. “What's the problem?” Axel mumbled, taking in a deep breath to ignore the anger he felt. When Hunan's gaze met his cold eyes, the room fell silent, and the atmosphere became awkward. Then he coughed slightly, stared away from Axel, and said, "I just got word that Richard went over to the safe house this morning." "What! How could they let him inside!... Who let him inside!" Axel roughly said, squeezing his fist. "I don't know, boss. He came demanding to talk face to face with you and refused to leave." Hunan mumbled, keeping his gaze glued to the f
I am working on the last chapters. The next time I updated, it will be the complete chapters to end the story. I will be releasing it tomorrow. I am doing editing and some finishing touches. I can not believe this is happening, but yeah, "Living as a billionaire" ends tomorrow. There are still a few more plots to cover, so I might release the chapters lately tomorrow. But there is no excuse or another date. We are closing this book tomorrow, and I'm so freaking grateful to everyone who has been on this journey with me from book one. Anyways, catch you all tomorrow for the finale! Sincerely, Author Rever.