The CEO's Painted Skin

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The following day...

John woke up at 7:00 in the morning.

Another lonely tormenting day without Catherine by his side. He misses her terribly. How is she doing right now? He was desperately hoping that she's still alive somewhere out there.

After breakfast, John went down to the 13th floor to his office to begin his day.

He was reading his email waiting for Jerome's message thankfully he gets a short message from him. He read it a few times...

'John, it's confirmed, my comrades haven't kidnap any woman with the same image of Catherine on the day she disappeared. However, there's some small human trafficker gang operating all over the country, I still need to check on them but I can't promise you anything because I might blow off my cover, besides I had a little contact with these gangs, but I will try what can I do.'

John typed a thank you message to Jerome as his reply and log out from his email add.

A few moments later.

Ramon entered the office unannounced. "Boss, the mystery person sends another of Catherine's clothing at the public park nearby. A woman called me informing me about the white bag containing skinny jeans that she found in the park, she said that she will wait for us so that she can directly give the item to us."

John was feeling excited.

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Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the park and located the woman who called them. From the looks of her attire, she was just an ordinary jogger in the park, wearing a short white sleeve blouse over casual black jogger pants.

"Hello, Miss, I am the owner of the phone number that you called earlier. May I see the item please?" John said.

The woman in her early thirties handed John the white eco bag containing the skinny jeans. John peered into it. It looks like his missing wife's jeans. "Miss, where did you found this bag?" he asked.

"There... in that bench while I sat down to rest a bit, that's when I see it, at first I didn't pay attention to it, but when I checked what's inside I saw the hand written message instruction to call the owner of the jeans which was your phone number, so here's the eco bag, I will go now," said the lady.

"Thank you so much, Miss," John said.

The woman resumed her jogging in the wide beautifully manicured lawn in the public park.

John and Ramon sat down on the bench and inspected the jeans, he smelled it the same process as the black blouse, he can still smell a faint scent of Catherine, or maybe it was his nose fooling him. Just to make sure that it really belongs to Catherine, he needs Minerva's confirmation since she was the last one to see the attire of his missing wife before she vanished.

John swipes at his phone to call Minerva.

"Hello, Sir John," she answered.

"Hello Minerva, can you drop by again at my office anytime today? I received new clothing of Catherine, her skinny jeans, I want you to confirm it," John said.

"No problem Sir, unfortunately, I'm at the province right now, I will be able to return to the city tomorrow afternoon. I will go directly to your office, Sir, the moment I arrive back into the city," Minerva said.

"Okay, thank you, Minerva, see you tomorrow," said John and he ended the call.

John and Ramon went back to the Infinity Jade Tower and spends the next few hours staring at the piece of clothing.

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In a faraway place, a thousand miles away, passing oceans and mountains, in a secluded private land, there was a house made of solid wood with tall gate and high walls, a pregnant woman was staring at the wall absentmindedly.

A woman aged 45 years old looked at the pregnant younger woman sitting beside her in the wooden bench in the terrace. "Stop planning to escape, with your situation you can't even climb the mango tree over there," said the woman pointing at the mango tree, its branches were flourishing near the wall that was teeming with green and yellow ripe mango fruits.

The pregnant woman breathed deeply. If she was not pregnant right now she can climb that mango tree and escape. She closed her eyes and fresh tears ran down her checks. Escaping might only mean hurting her unborn child.

"How many guards you see outside the gate?" she asked her companion.

"Five the most, three inside the gate and two stationed outside and they were all wearing black mask on their faces and they were fully armed," replied the older woman.

The younger woman sporting a baby bump shuts her eyes tightly, wishing all these were just a bad dream. But the moment she opened her eyes again the horrific reality was still the same, she was held captive against her will.

She was abducted and had no idea where she was.

She doesn't want to cry anymore.

She wants to go home!