A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 97

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 way, and I was just asking for direction.” Estelle softly uttered with a naive

expression.

Feeling a bit weird out, Catherine frowned and thought, ‘Love? How long have they been dating for her

to be so bold to call him such a name?’

Swaying her gaze away from Charles, Estelle focused her gaze back on Rome's eyes, and her lips

curved into a gentle smile.

But Rome took Catherine's hand in his, coldly gazed at Estelle, and firmly said, “Don't you dare touch

me again!”

As he was about to walk away with Catherine, Charles lashed out, “What do you think you are telling

my guest! Do you know who you are speaking to!”

“I don't give a damn who she is. What I do know is that I don't want her putting her hands on me, so

keep her in line!” Rome harshly said.

Consumed by rage, Charles shouted, “You, good-for-nothing fool! Who the hell do you take yourself

as!”

With rage glowing in his eyes, Rome let go of Catherine's hand and took a step toward him.

Out of fear, Charles wanted to take a step back, but in an effort to maintain his image, he stood his

ground.

When Rome was just a step away from Charles, he fixed his icy gaze and said, “I will humiliate you if

you don't get a grip on your tongue.”

Then he swayed his gaze to Estelle and glowered at her before taking Catherine by the hand and

leading her away from Charles and Estelle.

However, they didn't walk a far distance when the rest of the family came rushing into the hallway.

“What is going on here? We heard Charles scream.” Madam Rosey asked with a hint of worry in her

eyes.

Then she frowned when her gaze rested on Rome, assuming that he might be the reason behind

Charles’s anger.

Now that he had backup, Charles was about to blurt out his complaints against Rome, when Estelle cut

him off and softly said, “It's not something I want to see turn into an issue, so I'm hoping that we can all

ignore it and get back to dinner.”

Knowing that she was someone of great importance, Madam Rosey swallowed down her anger and

said, “Of course, and I apologize if Rome did something to offend you. He's useless in every aspect of

his life except when it comes to causing problems for our family!”

With a half-smile on her lips, Estella gazed at Rome, and when Catherine glanced at her, she knew

exactly what her stare meant.

So Catherine held on to Rome's hand and pulled him along with her as she walked away from the

crowd.

Keeping her focus on Rome, Estelle slightly bit her lip and thought, ‘Good-for-nothing, useless, I don't

think so.’

“We should get back to our dinner.” Madam Rosey said, still feeling quite annoyed, and yet she masked

anger with a smile as she gazed at Estelle.

It took a few seconds for Estelle to stop looking at Rome. Then she gazed at Madam Rosey and said,

“Sure,”

“Don't you want to use the restroom?” Charles said, striving to keep his rage under control.

“Oh, yes. Silly me.”

“I will show you the way.”

For a moment, Charles hatefully watched Catherine and Rome walked up the stairs. Then he rested his

palm on Estelle’s back and led her away.

Everyone else left for the dining hall, except Edward because he followed after his daughter.

When they arrived in their bedroom, Catherine slammed the door shut and angrily uttered, “Who does

she think she is acting in such an absurd manner?”

Focusing on his sneaker, Rome tried to get his string untied. But then Catherine harshly said, “Did you

see the way she looked at you!”

“Uh?” Rome mumbled, pausing as he lifted his head.

When he saw the anger in Catherine's eyes, he calmly said, “I didn't notice the way she was looking at

me because there's only one woman that can catch my attention and that is you.”

The anger in Catherine's eyes slowly died down and she felt her face get hot as she tried not to smile.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and although they tried to ignore it when Catherine

heard her father call out her name, she sighed out her frustration.

Then she walked over to the door, opened it, and blankly stared at him.

“You should come downstairs. We have a guest, and you know how your grandfather is when it comes

to keeping the family image in front of strangers.” Edward calmly said, knowing that he had to watch his

tone because Catherine wasn't the same as before, and the wrong word could trigger her to rebel.

“Father, Rome and I are exhausted, and all we want to do now is sleep,” Catherine said with less

patience in her tone.

“Please,”

“Father, I…”

“I know you don't care about what happens to you in this family, but your mother and I are still a part of

this family. What happened to Elijah and Dana isn't something I wish to see happen to both of us.”

“Dad,”

“Please, just come downstairs and behave like a member of this family. If you keep pushing your

grandfather, you might just force his hands to act against us.”

Seeing the look of fear in her father's eyes, Catherine hesitated for a moment. Then she glanced back This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

at Rome before staring at her father.

“Don't push your luck Catherine and come downstairs,” Edward calmly uttered before walking away

from the door.