Chapter 745



When Catherine heard that, her expression shifted immediately. “I’ll be there shortly,” she replied without hesitation. “Where are you?”

“Happer Restaurant, private room 16,” Belinda replied.

“Understood,” Catherine said before ending the call.

Belinda placed her phone down and raised an eyebrow at Bethany.

Bethany smiled faintly and gave her a thumbs-up.

Catherine arrived soon.

“Belinda! Bethany!” Catherine greeted them, still catching her breath from her hurried journey.

“Look at your brother—he’s completely out of it,” Belinda remarked, gesturing helplessly at Johnson, who was slumped over the table.

Catherine pressed her lips together, her expression complex as she took in the scene. “Is Johnson like this because of me and Leland?” she asked.

Fearing that Catherine might uncover something deeper than they intended to reveal, Belinda quickly responded, “Yes! He is distressed because he wants you to witness Leland’s true nature. He is merely worried about you but doesn’t wish to intervene in your affairs; so instead, he’s drowning his sorrows.”

Bethany nodded vigorously in support of Belinda’s words. “Exactly! Catherine, Johnson genuinely cares about you.”

Catherine gazed down at Johnson with softening eyes and said, “I know. Johnson has always been caring toward me. I am always aware of that…” She turned back to Belinda and Bethany, determination in her voice. “Can you assist me in getting him to my car?”

“Sure,” Belinda and Bethany replied in unison.

Johnson was heavily drunk, but after some effort, they managed to rouse him slightly.

“Cathy…” Johnson mumbled incoherently as he clung to Catherine.

“I’m here, Johnson,” Catherine said gently. “Let’s head home.”

After getting Johnson into the car, Catherine took the wheel and drove away into the night.

Since neither Belinda nor Bethany had consumed alcohol during their time at the restaurant, they drove home separately.

At the Burke family’s residence, the door swung open with a gentle click.

Hearing that sound made Minna shudder slightly.

“Darling,” Moshe said as he entered the room, carrying an air of curiosity. “Someone sent you two rather fascinating text messages. Take a look.” He placed Minna’s phone before her on the table.

Minna turned to look at her phone.

But the instant she looked at the screen, her expression transformed dramatically.

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