A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 116

When Rome got downstairs, he saw Edward walking towards him, but he marched straight past him

without uttering a word and left the mansion.

Puzzled by Rome's behavior, Edward headed into the living room, and when he saw Mr. Barlow and

Madam Rosey, he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Did something happen?"

"No," Mr. Barlow mumbled with his focus on his newspaper.

When Madam Rosey saw her son staring at her, she calmly uttered, "Why did you ask?"

"Well, I just saw Rome. He looked stressed and was leaving in a rush." Edward mumbled, recalling the

look of distress he saw in Rome's eyes.

"I don't concern myself with matters of someone who doesn't matter."

"Right,"

Still feeling uneasy about Rome's appearance, Edward took a seat on the couch.

It took a while. Then Mr. Barlow's phone buzzed on the couch, so he rested his newspaper on the

table, picked up his phone, and answered the call.

After listening in silence for a few minutes, Mr. Barlow's eyes grew dull, and he immediately stood from

his seat, causing his wife and son's attention to draw to him.

They both impatiently waited for him to get off the line, and when he finally did, Madam Rosey asked,

"What happened?"

"We need to get the entire family down to Silver Crest hospital." Mr. Barlow anxiously said.

"Wait, what? Why?"

"Because Catherine is there! Apparently, the SUV she was in got run over by a micro truck."

Immediately, Edward stood to his feet with a look of fear in his eyes. Then his trembling hand covered

his mouth as he tried to get controlled over his emotions.

With moist eyes, Madam Rosey stood to her feet, took out her phone, and made a call to Chloe.

When her granddaughter answered, she said, "You and Dash need to get to Silver Chest Hospital

now."

"Why? Is my grandfather ill?" Chloe's voice echoed in her ear.

"No, Catherine was involved in an accident."

"Oh. Okay, we will be there."

The lack of emotion in Chloe's voice totally shocked Madam Rosey. But she ignored it and ended the

call.

At that moment, William came into the living room, and he immediately froze, seeing the look of

devastation on everyone's faces.

"What's going on?" William asked, staring at his father.

"Catherine was involved in an accident." Mr. Barlow answered as he strolled through his phone for

Elijah's number.

"Catherine was involved in a what?" Anthony asked from the doorway before walking into the living

room.

Swaying his attention away from his mother, William looked at his brother and said, "An accident."

With a deadpan expression, Anthony asked, "How bad is it?"

"I don't know. One of the staff from the hospital called me to inform me about the accident, but they

didn't include the state she's in." Mr. Barlow hastily uttered as he dialed Elijah's number.

Then when his call got answered, he said, "You and your wife need to get to Silver Chest Hospital."

"Why?" Elijah's cold voice echoed from the speakers.

"Catherine was involved in an accident, and she's there!"

"So!"

"She's your niece..."

"Was,"

Frowning, Mr. Barlow lashed out, "If words get out about her accident, the press is going to get

involved, and after ruining our image in the public eyes so many time, it's time to act like family. And

this will help our image!"

"I'm not a Barlow, remember." Elijah casually said from the other end of the call.

"I don't care! Just get to the hospital and act like one! We can't afford more rumors spreading about us!

"

"That seems like your problem."

With a touch of rage in his eyes, Mr. Barlow lashed out, "I haven't cut Chloe ties with the family name

yet. Push me, and I will!"

"Fine, I and Dina are on our way!" Elijah's harsh voice echoed into his father's ears.

After Mr. Barlow had hung off the call, Richard and Jeff entered the living room, and noticing the

sadness in Edward's eyes, Jeff calmly asked, "What's going on?"

"Catherine was involved in an accident," Anthony said, questionably staring at his son.

Staring in shock at his father, Richard asked, "What! How?"

"A truck ran into their SUV." Mr. Barlow said, putting his phone into his pocket.

With a shaky smile on her lips, Catherine's mother walked into the living room and nervously asked,

"Who car got hit by a truck?"

"The SUV that Catherine was in." Jeff casually said.

Seeing the tears swelling in his wife's eyes, Edward said, "Let's not think the worst, okay. We should

get to the hospital first."

"A truck ran into their car, Edward, and I'm supposed to stay calm!" Catherine's mother lashed out as

her body trembled.

At this point, her face was wet with tears, and she had lost control of her breathing. Then with hate in

her eyes, she looked at Jeff and Richard before focusing on William, Elijah, and Anthony.

Their only thought on her mind was that one of them made that accident happen, knowing that

eliminating Catherine would open the way for someone else to become the family's top inheritor.

"We should get going." Mr. Barlow finally said, taking in a deep breath.

"Where are we going?" Charles asked, walking into the living room.

"To the hospital?"

"Who's sick?"

"No one. Catherine was involved in an accident."

Keeping his silence, Charles sneered and thought, 'I guess another opportunity has opened up.'

A few minutes later, all of them had got into their separate vehicles and drove out of the yard.

An hour later, their cars came to a stop one after the other in the parking lot of Silver Crest hospital.

Then they got down from their vehicles, and a look of satisfaction clouded Mr. Barlow's eyes as he

stared at Dash, Chloe, Elijah, and Dana getting out of their cars.

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Pacing back and forth in the Silver Crest hospital private waiting room, Rome rubbed the back of his

hand against his nose and sniffed.

Then he stared at his phone, and at that moment, it began to ring, and he immediately answered the

call, resting the phone on his ear.

"Father," Rome mumbled, sensing the restless feeling he felt growing stronger.

"He talked," Mr. Ford said from the other end of the call.

Swaying his attention towards the waiting room door, Rome watched it open, and as he silently listened

to his father speaking, his expression hardened as he watched members of the Barlow family walk into

the room.

After all of them entered and the door shut, Rome said, "I will call you back, father."

Then he ended the call, put the phone in the back pocket of his jeans, and clenched his fists with rage

blazing in his eyes.