A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter 87

The dining hall was silent as everyone listened attentively to Elijah’s voice echoing from the phone

speaker.

Every client in the room quietly stared at Elijah while he rested his elbows on the desk and said, “I

know you all are wondering why you guys are here.”

“Well, yes. I mean that's the only reason we all came.” A fellow said, sounding a bit annoyed.

“Right, then I will get to it.”

“Okay,”

It was quiet for a few seconds. Then Elijah took a deep breath and said, “I will be resigning from

DreamTeam by tomorrow.”

Everyone at the dining table looked shocked, including Rome because Catherine had stared wide-eyed

at him, and he didn't want to be the only one not surprised.

“What!” Mr. Barlow shouted.

Swaying his gaze away from Elijah, Davis stared down at the table and let out a sigh of relief, knowing

that he had low the call to the last volume on his phone.

“What? Why?” A lady asked in dismay as she stared at Elijah.

“Every fledgling has to fly out of their nest one day, and for me, tomorrow is my day,” Elijah said with a

look of hesitation in his eyes.

Then he pondered on his thoughts for a while. Afterward, he fixed his gaze on his clients and boastfully Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

uttered, “To be honest, this fledgling had spread his wings a long time ago and flew from its nest.”

“Can you speak more clearly?” A gentleman said as he slowly tapped his hand on the table.

In anger, Mr. Barlow frowned and harshly mumbled, “Right, talk clearly!”

Feeling confident, Elijah stood to his feet, bent over, resting his palms flat on the table glass surface,

and said with pride, “I'm the co-founder of DBA INC!”

Immediately, Mr. Barlow jumped to his feet, knocking the chair to the floor, and then he shouted, “What

nonsense did I just hear?! What did this fool just said?!”

Seeing how workout her husband was, Madam Rosey reached for his hand and softly intoned, “Honey,

please calm down.”

But Mr. Barlow smacked her hand away from him and yelled, “Calm down! You want me to do what!

Calm down! Your son dared to stab me right in the heart, and you want me to calm down!”

In an effort to clear her name before things escalate, Chloe pouted and said, “Grandfather, I didn't know

about this…”

“Shut up!”

“I...”

Staring at William and Anthony, Rome could see that they were more nervous than shocked, and he

guessed that they knew about this from the beginning.

‘But why didn't both of them blow an alarm on Elijah?’ Rome thought, zooming into his head for a

moment.

Then after a few seconds had gone by, Rome's lips curved into a smirk as a thought crossed his mind,

‘Maybe it's because he holds a dirt on both of them.’

There was mumbling coming from every angle of the room as the clients stared at each other and

whispered.

Then Elijah tapped his palms on the table and said, “Please speak one at a time.”

“Okay, you own DBA INC. But what does that have to do with us?” A classic-looking lady asked.

“You guys are my clients, and since I'm leaving DreamTeam, I want you all to sign over to DBA INC,”

Elijah said with a straight face.

Resting his hands on his hips, Mr. Barlow let out a bitter laugh, and yet there was a touch of hurt in his

eyes.

“The audacity!” He mumbled, striving to get a grip on his anger.

Then he took in a few deep breaths and said, “Unbelievable. Just unbelievable. I can't believe I have a

son like him.”

After wallowing in his feelings for a moment, he blurted out, “No, I don't have a son like this. It's

impossible to see him as my child after today.”

“Honey,” Madam Rosey cried, knowing exactly where her husband's statement was heading.

The other family members kept silent since none of them desired to mistakenly anger Mr. Barlow and

get dragged into a storm that they have no business getting involved in.

“Can we take turns to speak?” Elijah asked as he watched his clients mumble among themselves.

“Personally, I handed my project over to DreamTeam because of your father, and I don't feel

comfortable joining another company.” One of the fellows said.

“I know who my father is in this industry and how much he is well respected. But if you all think about it,

I am the one overseeing you guys’ projects. So clearly, it is not my father who deserve your recognition,

but me.”

“That makes sense.”

Smiling, Elijah raised his chest and said, “Right!”

Then he watched the hesitation in his clients’ faces fade slowly, and then he decided to use the last

card he had been saving.

“As you guys can see, there's a folder in front of you all.” Elijah calmly uttered.

Then he waited for everyone to open their folders before saying, “Inside each of them are documents

that outline how DBA INC. will handle your project, and it is way better and effective than what you

have at DreamTeam.”

At this point, Mr. Barlow had lost control of his anger completely, and he was pacing back and forth,

struggling to take control back.

“Elijah, what have you done?” Madam Rosey mumbled beneath her breath.

With fear in his eyes, Dash looked at Rome and thought, ‘You are a dangerous man.’

At that moment, Rome met his eyes, and Dash hastily gazed away as goosebumps covered his skin.

“This is not good,” Anthony whispered to William.

Then his brother gazed at him and mumbled, “I know. It's like karma is coming for all of us, and she's

not playing.”

After staring through the document, Mr. Davis gazed at Elijah and mumbled, “These are ready good

offers.”

“Right? You guys can consider them as a welcome package if you all decide to join DBA INC.” Elijah

said with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

There was a brief pause. Then an elderly gentleman said, “Well, I can work with this, and I don't mind

transferring to another company since I will be getting the same services for a cheaper price.”

It took a while, but finally, the other clients started nodding their heads and agreeing with his statement.

“I am going to disown him! I swear, there's no more painful disappointment than this!” Mr. Barlow

shouted, abandoning his phone and storming out of the dining room.

“Honey, please.” Madam Rosey called out as she followed her husband.

The second her grandmother left the living room, Chloe hastily picked up the phone and dialed her

father.

The smile on Elijah’s lips widened when his phone buzzed, and he saw his daughter's name blinking on

the screen.

The moment he answered the call, Chloe’s voice echoed into his ear, “Come home now and be

prepared to kneel until grandfather forgive you because you, mom, and I are about to lose the right to

the Barlow name.”

“What! What happened?” Elijah blurted out with a touch of fear in his eyes as his smile instantly

disappear.

“Grandfather heard everything, and he knows it all. So get home now!”

“I'm on my way!”

After ending the call, Elijah frowned as he stared at the faces of his clients and he wondered which one

of them ratted him out.

Then he rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

‘Sorry, pal. But your nephew-in-law gave me two options with one choice. You or my family, and there's

no way I'm giving up my marriage for you.’ Mr. Davis thought.

Then he ended the call, picked his phone off the table, and walked out of the room.

“Are you good?” Rome asked as he stared at Catherine and noticed that she was pinching tightly onto

his t-shirt that she was wearing.

“Yeah, it's just sad that uncle would do something like this to grandfather,” Catherine mumbled, gazing

into his eyes.

Frowning, Chloe shouted, “Who do you think you are to judge my dad! Compared to him, your father is

just an underdog! My father might have messed up a bit, but Edward had been useless to this family for

a long time?!”

“Dash, get your wife under control!” Rome shouted in a fit of rage.

Everyone, including Catherine, seemed shocked by the power and force in his tone.

For a moment, Catherine could see the side of her husband that was of dominance and authority.

Keeping her gaze solely on Rome, Catherine found herself fallen harder for him by the seconds.

“Isn't it funny how a random person just decided to expose uncle Elijah? I don't know, but nothing about

it sit right with me.” Jeff said out loud with his focus on Rome.