All It Takes Is One Night - Chapter 76
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Chapter 76

It has been a week and a day since James fought with Catherine and lost Katie, he had not seen his two favorite girls in eight days .

Every morning he would go to work, work till he felt numb, go to his empty penthouse and drink himself to sleep, but it wasn't working today . Almost everything he saw throughout the whole day reminded him of Katie and now he couldn't even get drunk enough to pa.s.s out .

He was a mess; he lay splattered on his Italian rug desperately trying to find the spot where Katie spilled her perfume oil so he could have a wife of her unique scent .

Where could she be? He had checked everywhere; it felt like she dropped off the face of the earth leaving no trace behind .

Was she dead? Was she alive but being tortured and abused by the abductors, did she escape and couldn't fine her way back? What actually happened to his baby?

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It had been a week since Catherine left Mansion Rosa but this was the first time she returned to the city, she planned on driving straight to a private home but she subconsciously drove to her brother's penthouse . She glanced at the highest floor hesitating for a second before opening the car door and walking out .

"Catherine?" she had only taken one step when she heard a familiar name call her, she turned to see Jeremy and Nathan walking towards . It seemed they had also come to visit James .

"Where have you been? Do you know what your brother has been going though?" Nathan immediately berated her . "I never knew you could be so selfish"

Jeremy watched at the side as Catherine's face got darker and darker, he tried to signal Nathan to stop but id dent work .

Listening to Nathan scolds her, Catherine was initially planning to get back in her car and leave but she didn't come to see these idiots she came for her brother . Not even responding to Nathan, Catherine immediately turned on her heels and walked into the building .

"Hey? I was still talking" Nathan said furiously as he rushed after Catherine . They all stood in a quite elevator ride .

When they arrived at the house the sight they saw shocked them, the house was dark and dusty and the chocking smell of alcohol and women's perfume oil combined .

Catherine immediately walked towards James' room, pus.h.i.+ng the door aside and walking in . she only took two steps before stopping staring straight ahead . Soon Jeremy and Nathan caught up and they both stopped as well .

James lies on the floor, seemingly too drunk to notice anyone . He was on his own world .

Jeremy and Nathan rushed forward to help him up while Catherine walked past them to the bathroom . While they were struggling to lift the drunk James up they didn't hear the sound of rus.h.i.+ng water . In the next second all they heard was "splash" and James was soaking wet .

Seeing her brother like this, Catherine was furious . It's one thing to turn into a mess every time something emotional happened to you . It's another thing to think drinking would solve your problems . She had been through so much in the dark and she still lived life optimistically but seeing her brother break over his missing girlfriend she just lost it .

"What are you doing?" Nathan and Jeremy asked in unison .

"WAKING HIM UP . He needs to stop acting like a little 'b.i.t.c.h' and actually make effort" Catherine yelled in rage

"He is looking for someone important to him, cut him so slack ok?" Jeremy said .

"No she is right; I'm not going to find Katie this way . We need a plan" sobering up James finally spoke .

"We had a plan but she declined and what do you want us to do?" Nathan said defeated .

"Whose help did you ask for?" Catherine asked .

"This lady named Rose; I reached her through a friend of mine who works in the dark . But she didn't accept our job . " Nathan informed Catherine

"Rose? Who's that?" Catherine calmly asked .

"She is probably the best person to ask, she has her ways . " Jeremy nonchalantly said . He cared a lot about Katie but he just didn't like to show his emotions .

"I know what to do"

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