Katherine stood up from the curbside when Pauls' Lamborghini was in sight. Walking over to the passengers side she opened the door and got in.

"What's all this about Jessie pretending?" She asked. ​​

"Look at this" he picked up his phone unlocked it and gave it to her.

As Katherine's eyes scanned the screen she gasped covering her hands with her mouth. "No way! What the hell is going on?" She asked.

"What do you think? Jessie Marin is dead." Paul sighed.

"So if Jessie Marin is dead, who the hell did we see in Jason's house?" Katherine asked.

Paul shrugged. "No idea, but we have to find Jason now, before he lets her go."

"Why do you want to stop him? And how sure are you about this news? You can't trust the media." Katherine said.

"Katherine when the entire country no, the entire world is saying something do you really think one person's story is the truth?" Paul asked.

Katherine scoffed "Of course you would think that way, why am I still surprised."

Paul bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair. "Look I'm just saying it doesn't make sense, and it doesn't make sense to trust someone you just met over the actual news."

"Well I don't for a minute believe this, even if that woman wasn't or rather isn't Jessie Marin. I don't believe the real Jessie Marin would kill someone." Katherine said matter of factly.

"Really? I didn't realise you were such a fan." Paul sneered.

"Don't do that, and besides what reason would she have to that?" Katherine asked.

"You never really know anybody Kate." Paul said.

"So what do you want to do now?" She asked.

"I can't let Jason let her go, he told me that he got her to sign a contract of non disclosure, if she really isn't Jessie Marin then it won't have any hold on her." He said.

"I don't think she's pretending, she seemed so natural and she fit the role of a famous actress just kidnapped. And besides doesn't Jason deserve to be punished, he did buy a person."

"Katherine!" Paul warned.

"What? I didn't say anything wrong." She shrugged.

"Look just like her doppelganger she might also be a good actress and Jason did agree to let her go, I think he deserves some brownie points on that one."

Katherine shook her head. "I still don't understand why you think that woman isn't Jessie Marin the actress."

"Well first of all because Jessie Marin is dead. And think about it, Jason had no idea who she was until I identified her after I saw her unconscious. That I'm sure is the main reason he decided to let her go. If she was really Jessie Marin why wouldn't she tell Jason? It doesn't make sense."

"Think of it like this. If you were a famous person and in that kind of situation will you gladly reveal you identity? And if someone was even to blame it would be you, this is all your fault." Katherine said.

"My fault? How?"

"You said you were the one that identified her, if I'm not wrong you've always been good with faces."

Paul glared at her for a moment then sighed "Well sitting here an arguing is not going to help the situation. Let's go, call Jason."

Katherine nodded and he drove off.

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Jason walked into The Castle, walking into the restaurant he searched for Patricia, scanning the room he didn't see anyone that looked like her so he just followed the waiter to the table he had reserved. He didn't reserve the entire restaurant like he usually did when he met women. You could never be too careful when it came to Lee's everybody knew that, so he welcomed the extra pair of eyes.

He sat down and picked up his phone, he was already about twenty minutes late, where was she? Before he finished the thought he saw a woman in a skin tight red dress and black heels cat walking to him. Her Auburn curls bouncing as she approached, red lipstick making her lips more pronounced and makeup that highlighted her high cheekbones. Patricia Lee was a woman with strong features, she had a kind of face you could pick out from a crowd. Everything was defined and strong but somehow worked and complimented her.

"I hope I haven't kept you waiting?" She said in a most seductive manner. Touching her collarbone with the tip of her fake nails also painted red. Jason got up and pulled out her chair as courtesy demanded. After she was comfortably seated he went back to his seat.

"Not really I've only just arrived myself." Jason said politely.

She smiled "That's a relief then, I was afraid I was too late."

"Good evening, Mr. Kang, Miss Lee. I'll be your chef for the evening. The waiter will bring your menus feel free to make any adjustments you see fit." The head chef of the restaurant bowed.

Jason nodded. "Very well then."

He left and walked away a waiter walking to them almost immediately with the menus in hand.

"Give us some time to make up our mind, in the meantime some wine?" He asked Patricia.

"Oh yes, white." She said.

Jason looked at the waiter who nodded and walked away.

"So I see you've been making a lot of progress in your new perfume collection?" Patricia said breaking the silence.

"Yeah... honestly I don't know why we didn't do it earlier, it's really not that hard." Jason smiled.

This was a tradition, they would shake trees. Try to find weak spots and loop holes. He knew exactly why Patricia asked him about perfume amongst all the businesses he stared this year and he knew exactly how to reply. The first to show any strong emotion or reactions loses.

Patricia laughed. "Of course I wouldn't expect anything less from the infamous Jason Kang."

Jason brow went up "Infamous? I'd like to think I have a better image to the public."

"Well I can't agree with you there, the stories are brutal to put that politely." She shrugged like she was commenting his shoes.

"Oh yeah?" Jason smiled leaning on the tables he rested his chin on his knuckles. "What stories?"

"Oh I don't know" she shrugged looking seductively at him. "I hear you give your girlfriends a three month contract, why you can't keep a woman if she isn't bound to you by law?"

"Well when you're me you can't be too careful." He said.

"Oh yeah? And what's so great about being you." She asked.

"Oh I don't know, how about being the most sought after man in the country. Not only I'm I the rich, I'm incredibly good looking, I mean what's not great about me?"

"So I should be incredibly grateful to be engaged to such a catch?" Patricia asked sarcastically.

Jason nodded.

"You forget why we are engaged" she said tilting her head. "If anything at the least we are a match."

"A match? Hardly." He stated bluntly.

Patricia narrowed her eyes at him.

"I am the best in my field, no one can hold a candle to me when it comes to business. Can I say the same about you?"

Patricia laughed and released an unlady like snort. "Pardon?"

"I'm I wrong? Your not the best actress in the country, I must say. The only reason I even know you act is because I'm engaged to you. Beat Jessie Marin first then we would be a match."

"Why the hell are you mentioning her name in this conversation?" She spat out. Jason raised his brow at her sudden outburst, Patricia realising her mistake, suppressed her emotions.

"You forget that my family alone gives me an upper hand, besides I am the top of my field, I won. Jessie Marin's dead, and her image is broken beyond rep-"

"What did you just say?" Jason interrupted her.

"Which part?"

"Jessie Marin, what happened to her?"

"She dead. Do you not watch the news?" She sneered.

Jason got out his phone and tried to turn it on, dead. He got up and started to walk away, but Patricia grabbed his arms to stop him.

He looked down at where she touched him before looking at her face. She had an 'are you kidding me?' expression on her face.

"Pardon my manners, I have to go. Something has come up." He said.

"So you're just going to leave?" She asked sounding slightly whiny.

"Yes." He said, walking out.

Patricia glared at him as he walked out, he was going to regret embarrassing her like that. The waiter finally arrived with the wine and after yelling at him for taking so long, she grabbed the bottle pouring a large amount into her flute she gulped it down.

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