Chapter Sixty-Nine
"Please, turn off the light." Rome moaned, covering his head with the nket as he folded himself into
a ball.
Frowning, Catherine tied the curtain and then approached the bed, pulling the sheet off Rome''s head.
With his eyelid squeezed shut, he whispered, "Babe, no..."
"Seriously, it is almost ten o''clock, and we both need to go to work," Catherine mumbled, frowning
when he slowly opened one of his eyes to look at her.
Hearing the annoyance in Catherine''s tone, Rome grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed.
Then he hugged onto her body tightly and mumbled, “Can we just stay home today?"
"Are you still upset about Grey not knowing who the puppets'' master is?" Catherine softly intoned,
gazing into his dull eyes.
"I have never felt so weak and vulnerable in my life before, and knowing that I have you mess up in all
of this, is my biggest fear, not being able to keep you safe and shield you in it all..."
"Hon, you know that I''m a full-grown woman, right?"
"Yeah, but you are my woman, and not being able to protect you...protect us, makes me feel like I''m
failing."
Resting her palm on Rome''s cheek, Catherine slowly stroked his skin and whispered, "You are only
human, after all, and there''s only so much that you can do."
Without uttering another word, Rome buried his face into Catherine''s chest, squeezing her gently in his
arms, and whispered, "I love you so much."
A sudden knock on the bedroom door caused Rome to loosen his grip on Catherine. Then he turned
his gaze to the door and calmly uttered, "Who''s there?"
"Sorry to disturb you, sir, but ke and Brook are here to see you." Nora''s voice echoed in the room,
causing Rome to sigh heavily.
A whileter, Rome walked into the living room, and when Brook saw that he had on sweatpants and a
sleeveless t-shirt, he gave in to his curiosity and asked, "Are you not going to work today, Boss?"
"Let''s take this meeting to the study," Rome said, walking away without waiting on his men.
But Brook and ze were on his tail, and after they arrived in the study, Brook shut the door.
"It''s safe to talk now since this room is soundproof," Rome mumbled as he took a seat on the luxurious
leather couch.
A look of confusion settled on Brook''s face. Then his lips suddenly curved into an "O" shape as he
stared wide-eyed at Rome.
"Is there a spy in the house?" Brook finally blurted out, getting over his shock.
"Unfortunately, yes," Rome mumbled in annoyance. "Only Catherine and I... well, and you guys know
for now."
"Do you have an idea of who the person is?"
"So far, we think it could be any of our servants."
"The dress!" ze shouted the moment a sudden thought clicked to his mind.
With a nk expression on his face, Rome drew a deep breath and said, "Yeah, I know. A worker must
have linked the photo of Catherine''s dress to this so-called puppets'' master."
"No!" ke mumbled. "No, I meant, ''yes.'' But that is not all I wanted to say. Security cameras. Where
are the footages of the CCTV cameras from the day ma''am dress arrived into the mansion to the time
of the party?"
"So much had happened since the day of the party that I literally forgot that my home has cameras
everywhere, except for our bedroom, and to be honest, I didn''t expect a mole in my home so a thought
like this didn''t cross my mind."
"The head of security should be..."
"Thomas!"
The study fell silent for a second as ke rubbed his chin while darting his eyes towards Rome and
then at Brook.
Finally, he dropped his hand to his side and then blurted out, "If Thomas did notice some suspicious
happenings in the house, he would have reported it to you, right?"
"I mean, that''s what I pay him for, so yeah," Rome said, clenching his brows. "Wait, are you suspecting
Thomas to be the mole?"
"I''m not certain, but it seems possible, especially if he''s not reporting things that should get notified to
you."
"It seems possible. But what if the was nothing suspicious for Thomas to report."
When ze raised a brow, Rome slightly frowned and said, "There are three servants who have
ess to Catherine''s and I''s bedroom."
Finally understanding the discussion, Brook got excited and suddenly blurted out, "Anyone of the three
maids could have had ess to you guys'' bedroom and taken a picture of ma''am dress. Since
Thomas had seen them go in and out of the room countless times, he won''t see any of the behavior as
suspicious!"
"Exactly!"
The sound of a knock on the door caused the room to fall silent, and after the second knock, Rome
approached the door and opened it.
"Hey, babe!" Rome said, staring at Catherine gazing at him. "You look super loverly in that suit."
"Aww, thanks, hon!" Catherine sweetly intoned, smiling cutely.
Staring at her from inside the room, Brook and ze waved and then said almost in unison, "Good
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morning, ma''am!"
As a soft smile surfaced on her face, Catherine giggled and said, "A lovely morning to you two."
Then she focused her attention back on Rome and raised both brows as she asked, "Are you not
heading to work?"
"No. Actually, I n to stay home today." Rome casually uttered, not wanting to waste her time with
details.
"Do you want me to stay because I ca..."
"I wish I could say, ''yes!'' But your crack head cousin is at thepany, and if you stay home, who
knows what kind of damages he''s going to create."
"True."
Smiling at Catherine, Rome rested his hand on both sides of her face and whispered, "I''m fine, and
until Attorney Sam can figure out how we are going to drag his ass out of there, let''s not give him a
chance to cause more chaos."
"True," Catherine mumbled with a look of hesitation in her eyes. "Okay. I guess I will be leaving now."
After kissing Catherine on her forehead and watching her walk down the hallway, Rome closed the
study door and then his face hardened.
"So, who are we going to talk to first?" ke asked, crossing his arm. "Thomas, or the maids?"
The moment Catherine got in the backseat of her car, her phone started ringing, and she took a look at
the name on the screen before rolling her eyes.
It took her a minute to suppress her emotion and then answer the call, even though she was hesitant to
do so.
Immediately, a frown crossed her face as she listened to her grandfathersh out, "Do you know how
mad I''m right now, Catherine!?"
"To be honest, grandfather, I''m angrier than you are furious with me because I told my uncles, ''no,'' and
stood my ground which I did in the interest of thepany!" Catherine said in a calm tone, yet, her
voice bore bitterness in it.
"If you have the interest of thepany at heart, then you would have epted your uncles'' request
because they are of way more threat to thepany not being a part of it than having a role in it!"
"Grandpa..."
"Do you think I willingly y blind eye to your uncles and cousins'' wretched ways? I do so because it is
less troublesome not acknowledging it since what isn''t known to others doesn''t hurt the family''s
reputation! This family prestige is all that should matter in the end!"
"Grandfather...!"
"That''s why all of our skeletons should have stayed in the closet where they belong. But your
husband...!"
"Grandfather! Do you hear yourself! It''s okay for us to act however we please as long as our deeds are
hidden and don''t bring the family''s shame!"
"Yes, Catherine!"
A bitterugh escaped Catherine''s lips as she tried to suppress the anger eating at her from the inside.
"I don''t remember telling a joke!" Mr. Barlow coldly said from the other end of the call.
"No, you didn''t. But I''mughing because of how unbelievable you sounded!" Catherine said in
annoyance. "Sorry to disappoint you, grandpa, but I don''t y by your way."
"If your cousin or uncles do anything to ruin thatpany and our family reputation, you are to be
med!"
"At this point, I really don''t care anymore."
"What is that supposed to mean!"
When the line fell silent for a couple of seconds, Mr. Barlow''s harsh voice echoed from the phone
speaker, "Catherine!"
"Bye, Grandpa!" Catherine mumbled before ending the call and sighing out her frustration.