A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 3

All the members of the Barlow family got an emergency text from Madam Rosey, and within less than an hour, the living room got crowded with every one of them.

They all took turns staring at the paper, and Mr. Barlow was the last one to hold it.

Then the room became silent as everyone waited for him to say something.

In the household, two individuals held all the power, and that was Madam Rosey and her husband, Mr. Barlow.

Everyone else was in a power struggle among themselves, and it was a vicious circle with Cathrine and her parents at the bottom of the survival chain.

Mr. Barlow cleared his throat, and everyone's faces became serious except for Rome. He kept staring at Mr. Miller, but his father bore no expression on his face.

“This is my father’s signature, and the Barlow family stamp on this paper is real. My last granddaughter got promised to get wed to Mr. Miller's grandson once she turns eighteen." Mr. Barlow loudly declared.

"But..." Catherine father mumbled.

"The contract got signed between my father and Mr. Miller, and I shall honor it. Catherine is to get married to Rome within four weeks, and that is final. From today onward, Rome Miller is the son-in-law of this family.”

Upon hearing her father-in-law's words, Cathrine’s mother let out a loud cry of disappointment as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Control yourself, woman! How dare you behave in such a manner before father!” Cathrine’s father lashed out in anger.

Mr. Barlow's face hardened as he clenched his fist while glaring at his son.

Suddenly, he stood to his feet and said, “Handle your wife, and let this be the last time she disgraced this family with such a behavior!”

With pity in her eyes, Cathrine stared at her father while he bowed his head in shame. Then she gazed at her mother's grieving face as her heart ached in pain.

After waiting patiently for her husband to leave, it was Madam Rosey's turn to speak, and everyone else maintained their silence. She calmly stared around the room until her sight landed on Rome. Then with absolutely no respect in her tone, she asked, “What quality are you bring into the Barlow family?”

Rome was about to answer when Mr. Miller dropped to his knees, rested his forehead against the floor, and cried, “It is my fault! I did not give him a better life. So please do not hold it against him.”

The was a faint chuckling sound echoing in the room.

When Rome looked to his right, he could see a young lady with dark violet hair struggling to hold back her laughter.

At that moment, he desperately wanted to drag his father out of there. But he knew that it was not what Mr. Miller wanted, so he restrained his anger and maintained a calm expression.

“How annoying! You can’t afford to support your son, so you decided to make him a burden to our family. What a scamming old man you are.” Madam Rosey straightforwardly said as she stood to her feet.

“I beg for pardon,” Miller mumbled.