A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 32

The moment the elevator hit the top floor and its door opened, Rome walked into the corridor along with Mr. Orlando and K.

Then he faced his father and said, “You know what to do, right?”

“Yeah. But can you handle this end?” Mr. Ford asked with worry in his expression.

“Father, I…”

“Rome, inside that conference hall, are the top beasts in the business industry, and if you can't tame them, you wouldn't earn their submission.”

“Have a little faith in me. I'm your son after all.”

As his expression relaxed, Mr. Ford rested his palm on Rome’s cheek, patted it, and said, “You have my full trust, son. I'm proud of you.”

Afterward, he drew his hand to his side and the bodyguard pressed button one. Then the elevator door closed.

“Let's go,” Rome mumbled, glancing at Mr. Orlando.

The conference room was quiet as everyone anxiously waited, expecting Mr. Ford to walk into the room at any minute.

But when the doors opened and Rome stepped inside, it grew awfully silent with everyone staring in disbelief as he marched to the front of the room, and then stopped before facing them.

“Good day. I'm Rome Ford, the new head over the 2.5 billion dollars resort project.” Rome said, keeping a straight face.

Shock took over the guest's faces as they focused their eyes solely on him without uttering a word.

Then after a few minutes had gone by quietly, a commotion arose with everyone throwing their thoughts in the open and speaking out whatever came to mind.

Some of their statements were offensive, applauding, and stupid. But with all of them speaking at once, Rome barely had the chance to utter a word.

Even when he did try to say something, his words would get overshadowed by the noise in the room.

“Mr. Orlando, shut these people up,” Rome mumbled, rubbing his forehead.

Nodding slightly, Mr. Orlando approached the mic, tapped on it, and instantly the room fell silent.

Then he frowned at the sudden change in their behavior and said, “My young master has something to say.”

No one uttered a word as Mr. Orlando stepped aside and allowed Rome to take over the mic.

Maintaining eye contact with the people staring attentively at him, Rome hardened his face and said, “My father must have overestimated you all a lot.”

Faint sounds of some of the guests clearing their throats echoed in the hall.

“Top business tycoons? All I see are grown men and women behaving like kindergartens.” Rome boldly said, darkening his expression.

At this point, every noise in the room suddenly ceased, and the faces of the guests had grown a bit serious.

“I don't see myself wasting 2.5 billion dollars on people who can't show me the tiniest bit of respect,” Rome said, screwing up his face into a frown.

Then he held back his words for a few minutes, listening to the silence with a sense of satisfaction, and after seeing the look of submissions in their eyes, Rome sighed and said, “This meeting is adjourned.”