A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 115

There was a knock on the front door of the Barlow's mansion, and when Susanna opened it, she questionably stared at an older-looking gentleman standing on the balcony.

"Good morning, I'm here to pick up Miss Catherine." The fellow said with a gentle smile.

"Okay, but how should I address you when I'm passing the message on?" Susanna asked.

"Tell her that I'm Romney, one of Mr. Ford drivers, and he sent me to pick her up and take her to the conference."

"Okay, please wait here."

After shutting the door, Susanna walked away, heading upstairs, and when she got to the last stair, she bumped into Jeff.

"I am so sorry," Susanna hastily said.

"Why are you in a rush!" Jeff lashed out in annoyance.

"Well, Mr. Ford sent someone to pick Miss Catherine up, and I'm on my way to tell her. I'm sorry again."

"Hmm,"

Walking past her, Jeff frowned as he thought, 'Catherine isn't taking her Sedan,' Then he pulled his phone out of his pocket as he continued heading down the stairs.

"Babe, professional workwear, smart casual, work-appropriate attire, or formal?" Catherine asked, staring at Rome.

For a moment, he gazed at all the clothes she had placed on the bed, and he knew she would look great in all of them.

But he also understood that she wasn't going to decide even if he told her she would look great in any one of them because he could see how indecisive she looked, so he smiled and said, "Formal,"

Withdrawing her focus off Rome, Catherine gazed at her black suit with a grey silk tank top, smiled, and said, "I guess we got a winner."

At that moment, Susanna knocked twice on the door and then waited.

"I will get it," Rome said, getting off the bed.

Then he walked over to the door, opened it, and asked, "What's up, Sus?"

"There's a guy name, 'Romney,' who claimed that Mr. Ford sent him to pick up, Miss Catherine." Susanna gently uttered.

Overhearing their discussion, Catherine stared at Rome's broad back and mumbled, "Mr. Ford did what?"

"He sends someone to pick you up," Rome said, feeling relief as he stared back at her.

With a look of hesitation in her eyes, Catherine mumbled, "Oh, but I was planning on driving my car…"

"Well, we can't send the driver back, can we?"

"It will be rude to do so, but are you okay with it?"

"Yes, I am."

In that instant, Catherine's phone buzzed, and she hastily picked it up, seeing that it was Mr. Ford calling.

After answering, his voice flowed into her ear, "Good morning, I apologize for the sudd…"

"It's nothing to apologize for, and it's truly fine." Catherine calmly intoned.

"That's good then. See you a few minutes from now."

"Okay, and thank you."

Once Mr. Ford had ended the call, Catherine gazed at Rome and said, "I should get ready."

A few minutes later, Catherine came downstairs, fully dressed, and two steps behind her was Rome.

As they were walking past the living room, Mr. Barlow's voice caused them to stop in their tracks, "Good morning, dear!"