A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 117

With his eyes fixed solely on Jeff, Rome walked directly up to him and coldly said, "Didn't I tell you to stay the hell away from my wife!"

"What are you talking about?" Jeff asked with a naive expression.

Staring coldly at him, Rome let out a bitter laugh. Then he turned his back to Jeff for a second before suddenly turning around and striking him in the nose.

"I told you Catherine was not to be tempered with!" Rome lashed out.

Feeling a warm liquid rolling from his nostril, down his mouth, Jeff felt infuriated, and giving in to his anger, he threw a punch, but Rome caught his fist before blowing the left side of his nose.

"Stop!" Madam Rosey cried in fear as she watched blood dripped from Jeff's nostril.

Ignoring her, Rome forcefully twisted Jeff's fist as he was trying to get over his nose pain, and with hurt in his eyes, Jeff screamed, hearing the sound of his bone crack.

"I don't like repeating myself!" Rome coldly uttered as the anger in his eyes glowed brighter.

Then he let go of Jeff's hand, and even though he still felt like beating the crap out of him, he tried to get his emotions under control, and let him be.

However, Jeff felt too humiliated to back down, so he rushed for Rome, formed a fist with his left hand, and threw it at Rome's jaw, knocking him in the cheekbone.

Without holding back, Rome grabbed him by his shirt, almost tearing the collar, and swung him to the floor, forcefully knocking him down on the cold tiles.

Then he clenched his fingers into a fist and raised his arm, pausing for a moment as he stared coldly into Jeff's eyes.

"Don't you understand the word 'stop,' you fool!" Mr. Barlow lashed out.

"What! Have you lose your damn mind, you worthless idiot!" William shouted.

Scowling, Chloe rudely uttered, "Get your filthy hands off him, loser!"

"Did you become stupider than before!" Charles yelled in a fit of rage.

With a touch of anger in his eyes, Richard coldly uttered, "You are eager to sleep in jail, ain't you!"

Playing deaf to their remark, Rome viciously landed his fist in Jeff's cheek and coldly uttered, "Stay down, or else I will hurt you really bad, and nothing will come out of it!"

"Who do you think you are to threaten my son!" Anthony lashed out.

Keeping his distance and silence, Dash frowned and thought, 'If only you all knew,'

Taking in a deep breath, Rome stood up. Then he stared at Anthony and coldly said, "I'm Rome, Rome Ford."

The waiting room fell silent, and everyone looked at Rome like he had just said something dumb.

"Right, and I'm Santa Claus!" Charles rudely uttered with a frown.

In annoyance, Madam Rosey scowled and angrily intoned, "I'm calling the police. Your rebellious attitude has gone too far."

In that instant, Mr. Orlando and K walked into the waiting room, and it suddenly grew quiet.

"What are you guys doing here?" Rome calmly uttered.

"Are you okay?" Orlando humbly asked, noticing the bloodstain on Rome's knuckles.

A look of disbelief crossed everyone's faces because they knew Mr. Orlando to be Mr. Ford's right-hand man, and the humble manner in which he spoke to Rome sent chills down their spines.

"I'm fine. But why you are both here?" Rome asked, staring at his bruised knuckles.

"Well, umm…" K mumbled, pausing when he saw Mr. Ford walking into the room.

Raising his brows, Mr. Ford stared at the faces in the room. Then he gazed at Rome and said, "I thought you were alone."

At that moment, his gaze rested on the cut on Rome's cheek, and he subconsciously asked, "What happened to your face?"