The office was awfully silent for quite a while as Rome continued gazing into Amara's calm eyes. Then his ringtone suddenly drew his attention away from her.
Seeing that it was Catherine calling, he picked up his phone, and then looked back at Amara.
A soft smile crept on her lips, and she dragged her hair behind her ear as she said, "An unknown number? Umm, of course not. Why do you ask, Mr. Ford?"
"Nothing," Rome said, giving her a quick smile.
Then he focused on his phone and thought, 'You have already told me what I needed to know.'
Without uttering a word, Amara intensely gazed at Rome. Then she turned away and walked out of the office with a bitter look in her eyes.
After accepting the call, Rome rested back in his seat and said, "Hey, babe."
"Just in case you plan to go home soon, I want you to know that I won't be coming home early today," Catherine said with a touch of sadness in her eyes.
"Okay," Rome uttered, hesitating for a moment. "Did your workload pile up because you stayed home yesterday?"
A dull throb hit Catherine's heart as she said, "Yes. It's a bit hectic at the company today."
"I'm sorry, Babe." Rome softly uttered, realizing that her voice sounded a bit sad.
After keeping silent for a moment, Catherine pressed her lips in a firm line and then mumbled, "It's fine."
"Should I come over when I'm done here to keep you company?" Rome asked, feeling a sense of remorse.
As a feeling of nervousness overwhelmed her, Catherine unintentionally shouted, "No!"
"Are you okay?" Rome asked, shocked by the rise in her tone.
Taking a moment to calm her heartbeat, Catherine drew a silent breath and mumbled, "Yes. It's just that if you come here, I don't think I would be able to focus on anything else but you."
A chuckle escaped Rome's lips and a smile forced its way on his face. Then he heartily mumbled, "Okay, I won't come."
Once Rome ended his call with Catherine, he dialed his father's number and waited for him to answer.
After a couple of rings, Mr. Ford answered the call and asked, "Can we not talk about last night?"
"I didn't call you for that since I plan to find out what I need to know with or without your help. I called you because I want to be done with Big Daddy tonight, and I need your help. Will you please help me out?"
There was a moment of silence on the line. Then Mr. Ford's voice flowed from the speakers, “Okay. give me an exact time and tell me what you need me to do, and I will be there and have it done."
At seven o'clock, the dining room was quiet for quite a while as Catherine sat at the table with her family.
After another few minutes of silence, she felt a bit awkward, looked at the maid, and softly intoned, “The food is amazing, Susanna.”
“We all know that you didn't come all this way to compliment the food, so why don't you cut to the chase, dear cousin?” Charles asked, giving her a dirty look.
Fixing her gaze on her cousin, Catherine frowned and said, “Well, fine. I feel disrespected that you hosted a meeting without my approval and wriggled your way back into the company disrespectfully! Now, I'm wondering how many other things you guys have done behind my back that concern the company?"
Swaying his gaze away from Catherine's fierce stare, Mr. Barlow glared at Charles and said, “I was just as shocked as you when I found out what your cousin did. Trust me, none of us here have involvement in his actions."
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