A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Twenty-Five

At seven-fifteen in the morning, Catherine came downstairs, dressed for work, and when she walked

into the dining room, she saw Mr. Miller.

"Good morning, father," Catherine said as her eyes lit up.

"Oh, my dear. Please come and sit down. I know how much you and Rome love my cooking, and after

what you two went through during the party, I thought it would be nice to stop by today and cheer you

two up with food." Mr. Miller happily said, drawing a chair for Catherine.

After she had taken a seat, she looked up at him, gave a warm smile, and said, "This is such a nice

surprise, father. Thank you. I'm sure Rome will love it as much as I do."

At that moment, Rome walked into the room, and when Catherine saw him, her face glowed with

excitement as she said, "Hon, father made your favorite dishes."

For a moment, a faint smile surfaced on Rome's lips. Then his expression grew serious as he stared

apologetically at Mr. Miller and said, "I'm so sorry, but I got to leave like now."

Knowing that Rome wouldn't turn down his food if what he had to do wasn't essential, Mr. Miller

cheerfully said, "There's nothing to be sorry about, and I understand, son. I guessed it's just my

daughter-in-law and me then."

Feeling relieved that his father's feelings didn't get hurt, Rome walked to Catherine, raised her chin,

and leaned towards her, kissing her lightly on the lips.

Afterward, he stared into her curious eyes and said, "Scar got a breakthrough with his investigation

about Earl, and I'm going to meet him."

"Really, that's amazing!" Catherine said, beaming at him.

Then she watched Rome smile at her before turning around to leave. But in that instant, she grabbed

his fingers and mumbled, "Be careful, would you?"

"I promise that I will," Rome said with his back turned to her.

Then he hesitated when he felt Catherine slowly let go of his fingers.

A couple of seconds went by with Rome standing still. Then he walked out of the room and headed out

of the house.

The moment K saw him coming towards the car, he hurried to the back door and opened it.

When Rome reached K, both men exchanged greetings before Rome got into the car, and he shut the

door closed behind him.

"Where to, boss?" Mr. Orlando asked, focusing on the v-mirror.

"The casino," Rome mumbled.

A while later, after a few hours' drive, Mr. Orlando came to a stop at 'Bluemoon casino,' and Rome

stepped out of the car.

Then he stared at Scar, standing outside of the building with an eager look on his face.

The moment he and K reached Scar, he hastily greeted Rome with a slight bow before following behind

him as he headed into the building.

When they arrived in the private room upstairs, Rome looked at Scar and said, "Show me what you

got."

"Okay, this took a lot of digging, but this is it!" Scar said with a hint of pride in his eyes as he took the

black cloth off a stand board.

Then he watched a look of confusion glow in Rome's expression before saying, "These are the names

of people who have received a huge sum of money from an unknown bank account that I linked to

James' personal assistant."

"They are all women," Rome mumbled, frowning since he already had an idea of where the

conversation was going.

"Right! But I did some more digging, and these women all have one thing in common. They all have

had an interaction with James Earl and not his assistant."

"Do you know what their interaction was about?"

Smiling nervously, Scar scratched the back of his head and then mumbled, "Well, I did try to speak to

one of the ladies. But she won't talk to me. I think she fears him."

"Well, if she's afraid to speak, then that means that whatever their interaction was, it could ruin Earl,"

Rome said, giving himself a second to think.

Then he stared intensely at the names on the board before mumbling, "You should talk to her again?"

"But, boss. She was difficult the last time we speak."

"That's why, this time, you aren't doing it alone."

It took a second for Scar to grab Rome's words. Then he gave him a nervous smirk and said, "Yes,

boss. But we have to wait until tonight. She works as a dancer at a club."

"Seriously," Rome mumbled, sounding a bit frustrated. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Is the a problem, boss?"

"No. Send me a location and time, and I will meet you there."

The silence in the room suddenly got disrupted by Rome's ringtone, and then he reached into his coat

pocket, drawing out his phone.

When he saw that Amara was the one calling, he immediately answered the call and said, "Good

morning, Miss Amara."

"Same to you, Mr. Ford. I'm at your office. But I got informed that you haven't arrived at work yet, and I

want to know if you are coming or not."

"I'm on my way."

"I will wait then."

After his call with Amara ended, Rome looked at Scar, gently tapped him on his shoulder, and said,

"You did well."

Even though Scar was burning with excitement for receiving such a compliment from his boss, he

waited for Rome to leave the room before tightening his fist and shouting, "Yes!!"

It was eleven o'clock when Rome arrived in his office, and the moment he got seated behind his desk,

he phoned Braden and told him to allow Amara to come inside.

A couple of minutes went by. Then the office door opened, and Amara stepped in, walking over to an

empty chair.

After she sat down, she met Rome's eyes and said, "I'm Amara Sharpe. I'm an Illegitimate daughter of

my father, and well, NewWorld incorporation is his gift to my mother. His wife doesn't know about it."

Pausing for a moment, Amara studied Rome's emotionless face. Then she continued, "So that's why

the two founders of NewWorld are unknown because even though my father's wife doesn't know about

it, she knows that my father has a second family and who we are, so…"

"If your names get attached to the company, she will find out the truth." Rome unintentionally said out

loud.

"Yes. And now that my father is dead, his wife inherited all his wealth, and with the power that she has

now, I'm afraid that she might want payback because she blamed my mother for ruining her marriage."

"Well, that's a justifiable reason to keep your identity a secret. But why did you get me involved?"

"You literally beat up Jame Earl, and nothing came out of it. With a man like you as my partner, even

my father's wife would not have the guts to come after me or NewWorld."

"So you are using me?"

It immediately got silent between them as Rome and Amara maintained eye contact. Then she sighed

and said, "Yes. I know it's shameless of me to do so, but I'm desperate. However, that's just one of my

reasons for choosing you."

"I think I have heard enough." Rome calmly intoned.

With a touch of fear in Amara's eyes, she stared anxiously at Rome's emotionless face, wondering

what his response would be, and yet, she wasn't anxious to find out.

"NewWorld incorporation is a very progressing business, and I see potential in it. So, I will be accepting

your offer of a partnership between you and I." Rome uttered with a straight face.

"What!" Amara blurted out.

Then she slightly shook her head and said, "You are really willing to do it?!"

"Of course. I like honesty between the people that I work with and me. Since you have given me that, I

don't see the need not to agree with your proposal." Rome said, keeping his calm gaze on Amara.

For a moment, she stared doubtfully at him and then thought, 'That freak is really a mastermind. He

even made someone as difficult as Rome Ford believe such a lie. Maybe I should start listening more

and stop rebelling.'