A Billionaire In Disguise

Chapter Thirty-Four

After waiting patiently for a couple of minutes, Blaze heard the front door open, and he immediately

swayed his gaze towards it.

Instantly, his jaw dropped, and he blankly stared at Catherine approaching the car, wearing a red slim

fit, knee-length dress with her hair styled in a messy bun.

'Boss is so lucky.' Blaze absentmindedly thought, admiring the smokey makeup on her face before

snapping out of his head.

Then he tried to get out of the car and opened the door for Catherine, but she had already got a hold of

the back door handle and was opening it.

When Catherine got seated in the backseat of the vehicle, a couple of minutes went by in awkward

silence. Then she finally focused on Blaze and asked, "Is there something wrong with the car?"

"No, Miss!" Blaze hastily said, turning the key in a rush.

Feeling anxious, Mr. Orlando hesitated for a moment. Then he fixed his eyes on Rome and said, "Boss,

according to the information I gathered from a hostess at Seashore restaurant, Earl is going to be

dining there today at nine o'clock."

As Rome withdrew his focus away from the window and gazed at Mr. Orlando, his face bore no

emotion while he asked, "What's the time now?"

"It's six-fifteen, boss."

"Tell the pilot to do an emergency landing."

"What?!"

"We are going back home."

By seven o'clock, Blaze brought the Jeep to a stop in the parking lot of 'Seashore restaurant,' and then

a couple of minutes later, he escorted Catherine into the restaurant.

After she had taken her seat at her reserved table, Catherine looked up at Blaze standing by her side

and said, "You can sit."

For a second, Blaze hesitated. Then he drew a chair and sat down, keeping alert by every sound and

movement around them.

A few minutes after Catherine had put her order in, the waiter approached her for the second time.

Then he served her meal and left afterward.

"Are you sure you don't want to order something?" Catherine asked, staring at Blaze.

But he slightly shook his head and said, "No, I'm good."

It grew quiet for a moment between them. Then Blaze watched her slice into the fish and humbly

asked, "Why are we ready here, Miss?"

Pausing for a second, Catherine looked at him, sighed, and said, "I'm here to eat."

At first, Blaze believed her and relaxed a bit. But when eight-fifty-nine arrived, and Catherine was

acting extra slow with finishing her drink, he didn't trust her words anymore.

Feeling a bit worried now, Blaze rested his hand on the table, slightly leaned towards Catherine, and

gently said, "Miss, I think it's time we leave here."

Although he thought that Catherine was going to be angry, she softly smiled and said, "We will after I

get done with my drink."

Even though he knew that was another lie, Blaze rested back in his seat as he tried thinking of a way to

get her out of the restaurant immediately.

Then it suddenly clicked in his mind, and he said, "I tol…"

A frown instantly crossed Blaze's face as he watched a man he knew as Earl's personal bodyguard

approach the table.

After reaching Catherine, the guy looked down at her and humbly said, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Ford.

Boss Earl caught a glimpse of you when he walked into the restaurant, and now, he's inviting you to

share a drink with him in his private room."

'He's here!' Catherine thought, holding in her breath for a second.

Then she smiled slightly and said, "Okay. Let's go."

Feeling absolutely worried now, Blaze walked up to Catherine when she stood to her feet and gently

whispered, "Okay, it's time to go home, Miss!" Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"What are you going to do to carry me out of here if I don't comply?" Catherine asked in a low tone as

she stared at Earl's bodyguard, standing a few distances away from them.

"Nothing! But…"

"Blaze, I know what I'm doing, okay? All you gotta do is stay by my side and don't call my husband."

Speechless from the frustration he felt, Blaze frowned as he watched Catherine walked past him,

following Earl's man, and thought, 'Boss is not going to be happy about this.'

Then he took out his phone and quickly texted, "Tony, I need you and the guys at standby outside of

the restaurant, and wait on my signal. If by any chance you guys see Miss leaving the restaurant

without me. Take her by force and carry her home."

"Yes, boss." Tony's message appeared on his screen a couple of seconds afterward.

A few minutes later, the three of them arrived at a door, and Earl's bodyguard looked at Catherine and

said, "My boss is in there."

Hesitating for a moment, she glanced at Blaze before pushing the door open and walking inside.

Without a second thought, Blaze followed her in, and the moment Earl saw him, he slightly frowned.

Then he swayed his gaze towards Catherine and calmly uttered, "Miss Catherine, I would prefer we

speak in private."

Even though being in the same room as Earl sent a shiver through her entire body, Catherine raised

her chin, looked at Blaze, and said, "Wait for me outside."

At this point, Blaze started feeling like the thought of lifting Catherine and carrying her out of the

restaurant was a great option. But he didn't act on his thoughts and left the room.

The moment he got out, he glared at Earl's personal bodyguard before silently standing near the door.

"Who's he?" Earl asked, staring at the door for a moment before fixing his gaze on Catherine.

The fact that Earl was interested in Blaze was the first red flag Catherine picked up. But she stayed

calm and said, "My bodyguard,"

"Rome Ford left his wife in the care of a single guard. He must be trusting of him then." Earl

subconsciously said before getting a grip on his tongue.

"I'm not in any danger or harm's way, so why would Rome have multiple bodyguards behind me,

especially since he only walks around with one."

"That makes sense,"

Frowning slightly, Catherine met Earl's gaze and asked, "How did you know that Rome is not in the

country?"

"Well, information is easy to come by when you have wealth and power." Earl casually said.

Then he looked away from her, took a few bits of his sushi, and mumbled, "Miss Catherine, why are

you being so relaxed with me tonight? The last time we met, you looked like you wanted my head on a

silver plate and was acting like a good, little wife."

"Well, even a good wife would rebel if news about her husband being at a strip club and getting

wounded for another woman become public on every media platform in the country," Catherine said,

screwing her face into a frown.

Then with a touch of sadness in her expression, she darted her eyes to the left and softly intoned,

"Also, just because Rome beat up a scumbag for me, that doesn't mean he's not one."

'That's the third time she called him by his name. She must be angry.' Earl thought as he intensely

gazed at Catherine, and then he faintly smirked.

At that moment, another thought invaded his mind, and he slightly frowned as he inquired, "Did your

husband tell you what he talked to Natasha about?"

"Who's Natasha?" Catherine asked without the slightest hint of hesitation.

For a moment, Earl said nothing as he studied her expression. Then he gave a half-smile and said, "I

know how sensitive such a topic is, so how about we drink and then talk about business afterward."

Keeping silent, Catherine watched Earl pour red wine into a glass and set it in front of her. Then she

looked down at the drink before looking back at him.

When Earl noticed her gazing at him, he raised his glass and said, "Cheers,"

Without uttering a word, Catherine kept staring at him as she thought, 'Your drink had already gotten

poured before I entered this room, and that bottle of wine has been sitting untouched on the table since

I walked inside.'

Lowering her brows, Catherine stared as Earl took a sip of his drink, and then she thought, 'I know it

would be a stupid move if I drink this. But what happens if I don't?'