Just like the morning before, breakfast felt awkward for members of the Barlow family because Chloe, Elijah, and Dana weren't at the table.
However, Rome really didn't care, and he seemed to be the only one who had the appetite to eat.
His behavior was annoying a few people, but the one who seemed quite annoyed by Rome's carefree attitude was Charles.
Yet, he didn't want to upset Mr. Barlow anymore than his grandfather was because he was trying to keep up a reputable image in front of his grandparents.
After a few minutes of staring at his food, Mr. Barlow looked at Catherine and asked, “Do you have any plans on how to get Elijah’s clients back?”
I'm planning on making a few calls today and see where it goes from there.&r
Although Rome wanted so desperately to ignore it, when Catherine tossed on the bed for the sixth time, he turned to face her.Then he stared at her blinking lashes, chuckled, and mumbled, “This is the Seventh-day you’ve been doing this in the morning. What's going on?”It took a while. Then Catherine raised her eyelid, rolled on her side, gazing into his eyes, and said, “I get stressed knowing that I have woken up to another day and I haven't told grandfather that I have quit on getting the clients.”“Then tell him if it's bugging you this much. We are in a new week, and you are carrying the same energy from last week. It's not healthy.”“I know. But I don't want to get into an argument with my grandfather. Telling him that I quit will lead to that.”Pausing for a moment, Catherine took a deep breath.Then she got out of bed and said, “I'm just going to wait until one of my un
There were a lot of mixed emotions circling in the study, and everyone had some kind of feeling towards Charles's news, except for Rome since he felt like he had better things to think about than Charles' romantic affair.Although Edward felt like his son should have given him a heads up before doing something this risky, he still felt like a proud father, and his hope of Charles becoming the family top inheritor was growing stronger again.The only one who had a bad feeling towards Charles news was Anthony, and unable to keep up the act of a supportive uncle, he stood to his feet.“Congratulations, Charles,” Anthony half-heartedly uttered.Then he walked away from the couch and left the study.Watching the door shut behind his uncle, Charles smirked, feeling like he was at the edge of victory.“If grandfather has nothing else to say, then I will like to take my leave.” Catherine calmly intoned as she stood from the c
From the moment Catherine set her eyes on Estelle, she wasn't a fan of hers. But the lustful look in Estelle’s eyes as she stared at Rome was getting on Catherine's nerve and making her really despise her. With a cold expression, Rome gazed at Estelle for a moment. Then he narrowed his eyes and tried to walk past her, but she hastily rested her palm against his chest, causing him to stop. “What do you think you are doing?” Catherine coldly uttered, glaring at her. However, Estelle ignored her, fluttered her lashes as she drew her hand to her side, and sweetly said, “I'm sorry. I just want to ask where the bathroom was.” “Estelle,” Charles called out as he walked over to them. When he came closer, she immediately looked away from Rome and stared at him with a sweet smile on her lips. “Why are you here? I thought you were heading to the bathroom?” Charles asked as he rested his hand around her waist. “I'm sorry, love. I lost my w
Against her better judgment, Catherine came downstairs along with Rome, and the instant they entered the dining room, the laughing and the chatting ceased.Ignoring the hateful stares, Rome walked up to the table and pulled out a chair for Catherine.After she sat down, he took his seat, and at that moment, his gaze swayed to the right, and he saw Estelle gazing at him.Then she winked at him, and Rome felt like leaving the table at that exact moment.But the fact that Catherine was trying to obey her father, he didn't want to ruin that for her, so he turned his attention to his plate.“So, Estelle, that's your name, right?” Jeff rudely uttered with a carefree attitude.“Jeff!” Anthony coldly said as he glared at his son.Although he wasn't happy about the entire dinner and the sudden attention Charles was getting, he didn't want to belittle himself by showing any sign of jealousy.“It's fine.&rdqu
For a long time Catherine laid wide awake with her eyes closed. The event from yesterday night kept troubling her mind and each time she gazed at Rome, she was amazed and baffled at how he could sleep so soundly. After staring at him for a while, she sat up, rested her feet on the tiles, and buried her face in her palms. “Can't sleep?” Rome asked as he raised his lashes and gazed at her. Shocked by the sound of his voice, Catherine looked back. Then she tried to smile, but her lips rebelled against her, and she was left with a stiff expression. “I don't know…” Catherine muttered, pausing as she tried to figure out how she felt at that moment and
The cab came to a stop in front of a huge fence, and Rome stepped down from the vehicle after paying the driver. Then he walked over to the fence, rang the bell, and faced the camera. When the light beamed from in the scanner, it flashed against his left eye for a few seconds, and then it went off. It took a matter of seconds for the gate to open, and Rome headed inside. After walking a few distances into the yard, he saw a golf cart approaching him so he stopped and waited. “Good morning, young master,” Butler Hobson said as he brought the golf cart to a stopped near Rome. After getting into it, Rome glanced at Butler Hobson before turning his focus ahead of him and saying, "Morning," Ten minutes later, Butler Hobson stepped on the brake pedal. The moment the golf cart ceased movement, Rome got down and headed into the mansion. “Where is my father?” He asked one of the maids. “Master is in his bedroom.”
It took a while for everyone to get over their shock, and when Mr. Barlow did, he immediately stood to his feet and said, “I'm sorry. Those words were said out of ignorance.” Without mentioning a word to him, Mr. Ford looked at Catherine and calmly intoned, “I called your office, and you weren't there. Since what I have to say is important, I decided to stop by. I hope it's not a problem.” Waking from her shock, Catherine slightly shook her head and uttered, “Of course not.” When Mrs. Barlow snapped back to reality, she stared at the maid and said, “What are you standing around here for! Tell everyone in the kitchen that we have an extremely important guest and they should prepare a few more dishes.” Afterward, she looked at Mr. Ford and gently intoned, “I hope you can grace this family by having dinner with us.” Swaying his focus off Madam Rosey, Mr. Ford stared at Rome, and even though he shook his head to signal his father not to stay, Mr.
The days went by naturally, and on Saturday, Rome left the Barlow mansion early that morning even before Catherine could wake up.By seven-fifteen, Mr. Orlando drove the vehicle into the yard, and when he turned off the engine, Rome got out and headed inside.It took him a while, but he finally arrived in the living room. Then he walked over to the couch, sat down, and said, “Good morning, Father.”“You are early.” Mr. Ford mumbled, closing his newspaper.Staring at his watch, Rome sighed and said, “I know. But if I had waited for the actual meet-up time, I would have to lie to Catherine. So I left a note instead.”There was a brief moment of silence. Then Mr. Ford rested his newspaper on the couch as he stood up and said “Well since you are here. How about breakfast?”“Sure,” Rome mumbled, standing to his feet.When the daylight had faded a bit at five o'clock, R