A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 11

When Mr. Orlando, Blake, and Rome arrived at Mr. Jeffrey's office, his secretary gazed away from the

computer and stared at them with an unbothered expression.

“Mr. Jeffrey is busy. So expect you have an appointment, you guys should come another time.” He

said, placing his focus back on the keyboard.

Anger settled on Mr. Orlando's face, but when he gazed at Rome calm expression, he knew not to act

without an order for his young master, so he kept silent.

“Hi, I know we don't have an appointment with Mr. Jeffrey, but I have something urgent to tell him. So

can you inform him that Lady Catherine's husband is here to see him?” Rome said with a half-smile.

“Seriously, I'm not going to repeat myself. So you guys should leave.” The secretary said, typing

aggressively on the keyboard without staring at Rome.

A soft sigh escaped Rome's lips as he gazed at Mr. Orlando and slightly nodded his head.

“Excuse me, Tell Mr. Jeffrey that Mr. Orlando is here to see him.” Mr. Orlando said with a frown.

The secretary immediately stopped typing and gazed wide-eyed at him with a shaky smile on his lips.

“Mr. Ford's right-hand man is you?” He asked, hastily standing from his seat.

Then he slightly bowed and said, “I am sorry, Mr. Orlando. This is my first time meeting you. I'm sorry

for my ignorance.”

A look of disbelief crossed Blake's face as he slightly shook his head, pitying the secretary for his

arrogance and ignorance.

“Inform your boss about our presence.” Mr. Orlando said with a frown.

“Yes, sir. Please wait a moment.” The secretary said.

Then he hastily sat down, picked up the phone, and made a call.

Mr. Jeffrey's gaze swayed away from his documents and focused on his phone. Then he sighed and

answered the call.

“What is it, Lucas?” Mr. Jeffrey asked, twirling his pen.

“Sir, Miss Catherine’s husband is here to see you,” Lucas mumbled, staring at Mr. Orlando's angry

eyes.

“How bold of him! He's just a worthless nobody. Does he think his presence will sway my decision and

give his wife the project? Hah, what a joker. Send him home!”

“But sir, he's with Mr. Orlando.”

“Mr. Who! Why didn't you say that sooner? Let them in now!”

A bright smile surfaced on Lucas's lips as he set the phone down and stared at Mr. Orlando.

“Please go in. My boss is expecting you guys.” He said, widening his smile. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

But his smile quickly faded when he saw the cold stare Rome gave him as he walked past the desk.

“Hah, Mr. Orlando! How lovely it is to see you! Please sit down.” Mr. Jeffrey said, clapping his hands

together.

Ignoring his remark, Mr. Orlando remained standing and ushered Rome to a couch.

‘What’s going on? Why is Mr. Ford's right-hand man paying respect to this loser?’ Mr. Jeffrey thought,

staring at Rome as he sat down.

When their eyes met, he smirked and said, “Hello, Mr. Jeffrey. This is our first time meeting, so let me

introduce myself. I'm Rome, Rome Ford.”

“Yo-u a-re wh-o…? Mr. Ford's son? I thought you went missing years ago?” Mr. Jeffrey said, wiping his

palm on his trouser to dry the sweat.

“I'm back. But I'm not here to play catch up. I came on behalf of my wife.”

“Right! Yes, Lady Catherine. Haha, she's a very talented woman. T-he pro-ject! Hahaha, what I said

last night, those words were out of anger, I didn't mean it. She can have the project.”

Staring at the shaky smile on Mr. Jeffrey’s face, Rome sat down and rested back on the couch, rubbing

his index finger against his lip.

“I don't want you to give my wife the project because of me, I need you to give it to her because she

worked hard for that contract and got cheated out of it,” Rome stated, sounding a bit agitated.

“Cheated?” Mr. Jeffrey dumbfoundedly mumbling.

Silence fell in the room, and Blake suddenly dropped to his knees. He then looked at Rome for a

moment, before gazing at Mr. Jeffrey.

“I am Miss Catherine's secretary. The one you spoke to yesterday. I lied to you about everything. Lady

Catherine did not go on a date with her husband, instead, she was at hotel Oscar waiting for you!”

Blake shouted, resting his palm against his thighs.

“What?” Mr. Jeffrey mumbled in dismay.

“I gave lady Catherine the wrong address, so she wouldn't get the contract. It was all Miss Chloe's idea.

She paid me to do it. I need the money for my mother's hospital bills.”

“How could you do such a thing to your boss for money! You made me get angry at Miss Catherine for

your self-gain! Shameless!”

A look of annoyance settled on Rome's. Then he narrowed his eyes and mumbled, “ hypocrite,”

“Did you say something, Sir?” Mr. Jeffrey humbly asked, staring at Rome.

“I have said everything that I wanted to say. I should be taking my leave.”

“So soon? You know my son came from out of the country the other day, and he brought some great

wine! Please let me pull you a glass.”

The sudden change in Mr. Jeffrey's behavior wasn't strange to Rome, and he didn't wish to keep such

deceitful company around him.

So with a straight face, he stood from the couch and said, “I will pass. I hope you make a sound

decision, Mr. Jeffrey.”

“Haha, I understand. Now that I know Lady Catherine was tricked, it's only fair that she gets the

project.” Mr. Jeffrey said, extending his hand out towards Rome.

But he ignored it and walked past Mr. Jeffrey, heading for the door.

“My young master doesn't want his identity out. Except if you want to be an enemy to the Ford family, I

advise that what you have learned today should remain a secret.” Mr. Orlando said, staring at Mr.

Jeffrey, then at Blake.

“My lips are sealed!” Both of them said in unison.

When the office door opened, Lucas hurried to his feet as he watched Mr. Jeffrey, Rome, Mr. Orlando,

and Blake walked out.

When Rome and the others walked up to him, and his icy gaze met with Lucas's stare, he looked at Mr.

Jeffrey and said, “Your secretary is an eyesore.”

“I will have him fired right away!” Mr. Jeffrey hastily said, bowing slightly.

Within a split second, Lucas's expression revealed nothing but shock.

A minute after Rome, Blake, and Mr. Orlando had left, he recovered from his state of shock and stared

at Mr. Jeffrey.

“Sir, what wrong have I done to get fire?” Lucas cried.

“You looked down on the wrong person. Now clear your desk and leave.” Mr. Jeffrey replied.

Then he turned around and headed into his office.

The moment he sat down behind his desk, his phone started ringing, so he picked it up from the desk

and answered the call.

“Mr. Jeffrey, I am glad you answered.” Chloe's voice echoed into his ears as he leaned back in his

chair.

“What is it, miss Barlow?” Mr. Jeffrey mumbled with a frown.

“I know my cousin messed up, but that shouldn't stop you from doing business with our company.

That's why I want us to meet and discuss the project.”

“There's no need for that, Miss Chloe. Lady Catherine seems like the perfect person to handle this

project.”

“But… I...,”

“Goodbye,”

The limousine stopped in front of a tiny house, and Rome's gaze swayed from the windshield and

focused on Blake.

"Thank you for the ride. I should get going. My mom will be waiting on me." He said, hanging his head

low.

“You know what to do, right?” Rome said with calmness in his eyes.

“Yes, boss. I won't let you down!”

"Good. See you later."

Gazing up at Rome, Blake nodded his hand. Then he pushed the car door open and got out.

“Can we trust him?” Mr. Orlando asked, gazing at Rome through the V-mirror.

“We can,” Rome mumbled, turning his focus from the house and placed back on the windshield.