After staring at the wine for quite some time, Catherine looked at Earl, softly smiled, and said, "So, what about DreamTeam that makes you and your father want to work with me, except for the fact that you think I'm a sensual woman?"
Then she watched Earl's gaze lowered towards the glass before drifting back to her face, and feeling a bit pressured by his stare, Catherine picked up the glass and gave him a quick smile.
For a while, she slowly twirled the glass in her hand and then boldly asked, "Are you going to answer my question, Mr. Earl?"
"Yes! Right!" Earl said, pulling himself together.
At that moment, his phone rang, and even though he tried to ignore and focus his attention on Catherine, the calls kept coming. So he finally got frustrated and picked up the phone.
Then he glimpsed at Catherine and said, "Excuse me for a moment."
Afterward, he stood to his feet, walked a few distances away from Catherine, and turned his back to h
Tightening his grip on Earl's hand, Rome knocked him to the ground before angrily punching him countless times in the face. The pressure that Rome put on Earl's body had him unable to break loose or defend himself as Rome's fist slammed into his jaw, causing him to taste a surge of blood on his tongue. 'He's not going to do it, right?' Catherine thought, staring at the blood on Rome's knuckle as it slammed into Earl's face. Without talking, K looked at Brook with a hint of worry in his eyes. But he maintained his silence, even though he knew K's stared meant, "Should we intervene?" After receiving another punch from Rome, Earl struggled, lifted his hands, and grabbed him by the collar. But Rome held his wrists and yanked his hands away from him, ignoring the fact that the snitches in his palm had ripped, and he was bleeding from the cut. Then he met Earl's eyes before his fist cluttered on Earl's face, and then he put a hole in his sto
Keeping his eyes on Catherine's worried face, Rome lifted his hand and said, “Do you see this cut,”“Yeah,” Catherine softly intoned, focusing solely on the bandage on his palm.Without uttering another word, Rome pulled his shirt off his body, tossed it to the floor, and said, "And this, do you see it?"At first, Catherine felt hesitant as she stared at the bandage on his side, but before she could realize it, the tip of her fingers was gently caressing against his skin, and she whispered, "Yes,""They will both heal. But do you know what will never heal if it got wounded?" Rome calmly uttered.Although Catherine already knew the answer, she stayed silent as she stared solely into his eyes with a hint of sadness in hers.Then her lashes flickered when she felt Rome hold her hand and bring it towards his chest."My heart. It's never going to heal if something happens to you." Rome said, resting her palm flat ag
The sound of a gentle knock on their door forced Rome to open his eyes. Then he stared at Catherine in his arms before pulling his hand from beneath her and leaving the bed.When Rome reached the door and opened it, he gazed at Nora with a touch of dizziness in his eyes and asked, "What is it?""Good morning, sir. Your father wants me to let you know that he's here, and he wants to speak with you." Nora humbly said."Which one?""Mr. Miller."The sleepiness Rome felt suddenly faded when he realized that Mr. Miller didn't call him after the news about Natasha and him became public.Also, a look of anxiety clouded his eyes, and he couldn't help stressing that Mr. Miller might be angry with him about that."Tell him that I will be down in a second," Rome said.Then he shut the door, headed into their closet, and came out a couple of minutes later, wearing a sweatsuit.Pacing back and forth in the living room, Mr.
The room was quiet for a while. Then Scar hung his head and mumbled, "Every second that goes by with me knowing that someone is out there who's after you, and there's nothing I can do right now makes me feel useless and like I'm failing you, boss." Resting his gaze on Scar, Rome frowned and said, "It's not the time or the place to wallow in self-pity. You want to feel useful! Okay then, I need you to find out how these media platforms are getting hold of this news so quickly." There was a brief pause as Rome intensely stared at K, Brook, and Blaze without speaking. Then he raised his chin and said, "For now, the only advantage this person has over me is their identity. And that puts me at a disadvantage because they know who they are fighting, but I don't." It fell silent for a moment as Rome held back his words and intensely gazed at his men, and then he firmly said, "We need to even the field by finding out who we are up against. That's the on
The instant Catherine saw Chloe walking into her office, she looked her dead in the eyes and raised her chin as her expression grew cold. "Dear cousin, if a stranger was in this room with us, they might mistake us to be enemies because of the way you are looking at me right now," Chloe said, taking a seat on the chair with a soft smile on her lips. "Why are you here?" Catherine coldly asked without losing her icy expression. "So you are just going to make me go straight to the point?" "Yes. Now, what's your reason for being here?" Even though she tried to keep up the act, there was tension in Chloe's grin, and slowly her smile began to fade until her face became darker. "Well, after finding out that your husband almost killed Earl and beat him into a coma, I felt the need to stop by and check up on you to see how you are doing." Chloe said, striving to continue playing the caring cousin card. "Thank you for your concern,
Sitting in the silence with a glass of whiskey in his hand, Mr. Ford frowned each time he wondered about what was happening in the conference room.But then again, he knew he couldn't go there because he wanted to give Rome the chance to stand on his own two feet.After taking the third sip of his drink, the office door suddenly flew open, and Chairman Herman walked in with twelve men behind him.When his gaze rested on Mr. Ford, the anger in his eyes died down for a second and he stopped in his tracks."Herman, don't you think you should know better with your current age!" Mr. Ford calmly uttered, and yet, his expression was cold."I have no fuss with you, Ford. It's your son that I'm here to see!" Herman stated, feeling his anger awakening again."You have a fuss with my boy?""We both know the answer to that question, Ford. So let's not beat around the bush here!""You are the one waffling, Herman, because you should k
With a look of hesitation on Brook's face, he stood silently at the door for a couple of minutes, and then after waiting a few more seconds, he stared at the time on his watch and then knocked. "It is open. Come in," Rome's said with his focus on his phone. The door immediately opened, and Brook walked into the suite, shutting it gently behind him. Then he approached Rome with a folder in his hand, and when he reached him, he rested the folder on the table. After glancing at the folder for a moment, Rome stared back at his phone and mumbled, "What's in it? "As you wanted, I investigated all the employees of 'Customers and Board Protection authorities of Archenland,' and there's one person who has connections with Earl," Brook said. "What is their name?" Rome asked, still staring at his phone. "Toby. Apparently, he and Earl's personal assistant had a brief meeting recently. These are photos from CCTV cameras showing them at a ca
The first thought that crossed Rome's mind was that if he was speaking with the puppets' master. But he kept silent about his curiosity and asked, "Is there a reason you want us to know each other?""Yes." The fellow said from the other side of the call. "Is it possible for us to meet and talk, let say this evening, by eight o'clock?"Although there were so many questions roaming in Rome's head that he desperately wanted an answer to, he remained calm and said, "Sure. You know where I stay, right?"The line suddenly became quiet for a moment, and Rome grew impatient by every second that went by in silence. Then he finally heard, "Yes. You stay at 'Hotel Plaza.' Is that where you want us to meet?""Yes. At the hotel restaurant." Rome said, striving to stop himself from asking the one question that he so desperately one to ask."Okay. I will meet you there then. Tonight at eight o'clock.""I will be waiting."There was a bri