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Chapter Forty-one

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
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Chapter Forty-Two

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
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Chapter Forty-Three

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
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Chapter Forty-Four

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
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Chapter Forty-Five

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
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Chapter Forty-Six

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.’
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Chapter Forty-Seven

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,
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Chapter Forty-Eight

 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
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Chapter Forty-Nine

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
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Chapter Fifty

Within a matter of second, the hall got busy with noise, and things were getting out of control.  The whispering got louder, and people kept mumbling or turning to the next person standing by them to gossip. In anger, Rome grabbed Catherine's hand and pulled her along as he headed for the door. “Rome, what are you doing? Grandma will be even more upset if we leave here in this manner.” Catherine whispered while obediently following him.  As Chloe stared at Rome and Catherine, her mouth curved into a smirk. Then she folded her arms and mumbled, “How pathetic.” “Grandma, your useless son-in-law has become daring and ignorant. Don't he know his place in our family?” Richard mockingly said out loud, intending to humiliate Rome. Following his brother's lead, Jeff laughed and rudely intoned, “What a bad dog! How dare him try to bite the hands that feeds him.” When Rome heard those words, he stopped for a second before l
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