A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 98

Against her better judgment, Catherine came downstairs along with Rome, and the instant they entered the dining room, the laughing and the chatting ceased.

Ignoring the hateful stares, Rome walked up to the table and pulled out a chair for Catherine.

After she sat down, he took his seat, and at that moment, his gaze swayed to the right, and he saw Estelle gazing at him.

Then she winked at him, and Rome felt like leaving the table at that exact moment.

But the fact that Catherine was trying to obey her father, he didn't want to ruin that for her, so he turned his attention to his plate.

“So, Estelle, that's your name, right?” Jeff rudely uttered with a carefree attitude.

“Jeff!” Anthony coldly said as he glared at his son.

Although he wasn't happy about the entire dinner and the sudden attention Charles was getting, he didn't want to belittle himself by showing any sign of jealousy.

“It's fine.” Estelle gently said, “Yes, that's my name.”

“What do you see in Charles?” Jeff blurted out.

Without any hesitation, Estelle boldly said, “He's good-looking.”

Chuckling softly, Jeff looked at Charles, and then he said, “If you do like him for his good looks, does that mean that any handsome man has a chance with you?”

“Jeff!” Mr. Barlow called out, striving to keep his tone calm, even though his anger was off the charts.

“What? It's just a harmless question.” Jeff said with a half-smile.

“You can excuse yourself from the table!”

“Whatever,”

Frowning, Jeff stood from his seat, picked up his plate of pasta, and walked away.

“I swear, since I removed him from the inheritance list, he's becoming bolder than ever.” Mr. Barlow mumbled beneath his breath.

Then he smiled at Estelle and said, “I'm sorry, dear.”

With calmness in her eyes, Estelle smiled and mumbled, “It's okay.”

A few minutes went by, and everyone seemed to have let go of what Jeff had said, but not Catherine.

Her woman instincts were telling her that Estelle meant trouble, and seeing how she had been staring at Rome, Catherine believed that Jeff might have been rude, but his words carried truth in it.

After ten minutes had gone by, Rome’s phone buzzed, and he pulled it out of his pocket.

Seeing that it was his father, he stood from his seat, gazed down at Catherine, and said, “I need to take this.”

After she slightly nodded, he walked out of the dining room, heading out of the mansion.

For a moment, Estelle gazed at Charles and frowned. Afterward, she looked down at her phone, strolled to her ringtone setting, clicked on a sound, and allowed it to play for a while.

Then she looked at Charles, staring at her, and said, “Excuse me.”

Standing from her seat, Estelle accidentally gazed at Catherine. But she ignored Catherine's icy stare and left the dining room.

“Dad, seriously. I don't need to do a suit fitting together with you since Jerry already knows both of our measurements.” Rome said with his back turned to the front door.

“Well, if you weren't so headstrong on keeping your identity a secret and not getting seen with me, I wouldn't be looking for excuses to hang out with you.” Mr. Ford said from the other end of the line.

“The party is a few days from now.”

“Yes, but I'm going to be lonely until then. You see, life is a downer without your mother.”

“You are not manipulating me again.”

“Okay, fine! That was worth the try. But how do you feel about attending a conf...”