Lahat ng Kabanata ng Kicking Him to the Curb: Kabanata 471 - Kabanata 480

Over the next few days, Gwyneth and Zac began secretly plotting the details of their fake abduction scheme. To make the plan more convincing, Gwyneth started putting on an act in front of Colin.After dinner, she nestled against Colin's chest, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "Colin, I've been feeling so restless lately, like someone's always watching me. Do you think Aspen and her crew are planning something again?" Colin frowned, his heart aching as he gently stroked her hair. "Why would you feel that way? Have you been under too much stress lately?" He pulled her closer and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. I'm here, and nothing's going to happen to you."Gwyneth shook her head, her eyes filled with fear. "I don't know what it is, but I just feel this panic in my chest, like something terrible is about to happen."Seeing Gwyneth so frightened broke Colin's heart, and he quickly tried to comfort her. "Hey, hey, don't be scared. I'll increase the security around the house

Colin walked Gwyneth to the bedroom door and gently kissed her forehead. "Sleep well, good night.""Good night, Colin." Gwyneth's voice was soft, with a barely perceptible tremor.Colin didn't notice anything unusual about Gwyneth and turned to go downstairs to his study to handle some business. Time ticked by slowly as the night grew deeper and darker. After Colin had finished his work, he checked the time and found that it was nearly midnight. He got up from his desk and left the study, heading to the bedroom to get some rest.However, when he reached the bedroom door, he found the room completely empty. The bed was made perfectly, and there were no signs that anyone had slept in it.Colin's heart jumped with alarm, and he hurried to check the bathroom and walk-in closet. However, he found no trace of Gwyneth anywhere. He grabbed his phone and dialed her number, only to hear the cold, automated reply."The number you have dialed is currently unavailable." Colin's heart sank

Aren gently placed his hand over Aspen's, signaling her to stay calm. He looked at her with reassurance and concern. "Pen, don't get angry. Colin has clearly lost his mind right now, so arguing with him won't accomplish anything." He paused, then continued his analysis. "The timing of Gwyneth's abduction is too convenient, and Colin's reaction was way too fast and intense. Don't you think... this looks more like a performance that Gwyneth orchestrated herself?"Aspen froze, her initial anger gradually being replaced by rational thinking. She furrowed her brow and carefully recalled her phone conversation with Colin, finding it more suspicious the more she thought about it.Colin's trust in Gwyneth had reached blind levels—he believed everything she said without question, which wasn't normal at all. "Aren, are you saying... Gwyneth is using this 'abduction' to create a distraction? Or... to frame me even further?" Aspen's voice turned cold, a glint of ice flashing in her eyes.Ar

Colin lashed out with his foot, sending the coffee table crashing over. Glass fragments scattered everywhere with a piercing smash.On the other end of the line, Riley's voice carried obvious exhaustion and helplessness. "Mr. Fuller, we've mobilized every resource available, turned this whole damn city upside down, but there's still no trace of Ms. Sanders...""Worthless! You're all worthless!" Colin roared with bloodshot eyes, veins bulging on his forehead. "If you can't find Gwyneth, you can all pack your bags and get the hell out!"The phone hit the couch with a dull thud as Colin slammed it down hard. Meanwhile, Zac stood nearby. He was outwardly frantic with worry, occasionally wiping at nonexistent sweat on his brow. Yet he was inwardly celebrating."Colin, try to stay calm. My sister's tough, so she'll be fine," he offered false comfort, then quickly shifted to fan the flames.Colin whipped around, fixing Zac with a razor-sharp stare."Colin, think about it. Who else would

Gwyneth carefully shifted her wrists, which were bound with rough rope that chafed her skin painfully. Even so, a barely perceptible cold smile crossed her face.Of course, the ropes weren't actually tight. This was all just her own performance. She could easily slip free from the restraints around her wrists.The rope around her ankles was merely symbolic, coming loose with a gentle tug. Gwyneth deliberately let out a few weak moans, then slowly slid onto the cold floor."Mmph..." she groaned softly, as if she'd truly been bound for hours and was utterly weakened.She surveyed her surroundings. The abandoned factory looked even more sinister and terrifying in the dim light.Spider webs hung thick in the corners, dust floated through the air, and everything reeked of mold.Gwyneth stood up, staggered a few steps, and deliberately knocked over some discarded metal drums nearby. They crashed with a thunderous sound that echoed harshly through the silent night.She then moved to a