A Billionaire In Disguise

When Rome regained consciousness, he kept his eyes closed for a minute and waited for the headache to subside before raising his eyelids.

“Where am I?” Rome mumbled, staring around the room, then his sight rested on an elderly-looking man with smoky-grey hair and a white goatee.

With calmness in his eyes, he smiled at Rome and said, “You are at my house. I'm Mr. Ford by the way.”

“Mr… Fo-rd. I…”

“It's okay, kid. You don't have to fear me.”

Doubt clouded Rome’s feature when he stared at Mr. Ford and thought, 'Don't fear you! You order your men to beat the crap out of me! Do you take me as a fool!’

For a second, Mr. Ford took his gaze off Rome and placed his focus on a picture frame. Then he took it off the dresser and showed it to Rome.

“Do you know the person in this photo?” Mr. Ford asked.

“Why do you have a picture of me as a kid?” Rome mumbled, feeling goosebumps on his skin.

“My son!”

“Your what?”

Thinking Mr. Ford had gone mad, Rome began running over escape plans in his head.

“You don't remember your father?” Mr. Ford asked, smiling brightly with tears in his eyes.

“I have a father, and he's not you. Now with that said, I will be on my way.” Rome intoned, throwing the blanket off him.

“How come you remember your name and not me?”

have every

“What nightmare?”

talking to me. They kept shouting, ‘Run, Rome! Run, and

awkward seeing a grown man cry, and he didn't know if he should comfort him or take the chance and run. But he didn't have

run, Rome. On an unfortunate night, my enemies storm this very place and murder your mother.” Mr. Ford

felt his heartache when he heard those words, and even though he still had no memory about Mr. Ford and this mansion, he sensed a

I am so sorry.” Rome

We fought a great fight that night, but your life would have gotten endangered if you had stayed in this place that night, so I told you to run away.”

Rome was still in doubt about the words he had said, but Mr. Ford was sure that he had found his

father that you speak of is he

me after I got hit by a car, and the driver drove off, leaving me there to die,” Rome said, realizing that there's a possibility that he could be Mr. Ford's

a father. I tried finding you after I had destroyed the ones who took your mother's life, but my search was in vain. Son, let me make it

“DNA test,”

“Huh?”

since I

awkward pause, then Mr. Ford burst into a peal of

I will go call Dr.

his arm

One minute he's trying to get me killed, and the next, I am his son!” Rome mumbled, getting off the

went around the room, searching the drawers and cabinets, then he came across a picture frame

she?” Rome mumbled, staring at the lady

frame dropped from his hands and smashed onto

eyes,

corner, crying bitterly. Then he looked away from the picture and stared

pool of blood. Why did I have to remember? I don't want to remember her in that state!” Rome mumbled, hugging