After Gwyneth stormed off in tears, Colin felt like something was lodged in his chest, making it hard to breathe. He wandered into a dimly lit bar, the thumping bass and drunken chatter the only things loud enough to drown out the noise inside his head.He downed glass after glass, trying to numb himself with alcohol. However, Aspen's face kept flashing through his mind—her smile, her tears, her steely, heartless gaze. "Damn it," Colin muttered under his breath, slamming back another shot.He didn't even know what was wrong with him anymore. He used to only feel disgust toward Aspen, but now, he couldn't stop thinking about her, and worse, he missed her....Meanwhile, in Aspen's office, she and Chester were deep in discussion about their next move. Aspen remarked, "Colin's incredibly paranoid. We can use that against him, drive a wedge between him and Gwyneth.""And how do you plan to do that?" Chester asked, leaning in slightly.Aspen smirked. "It's simple."She leaned close
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