Sweet Revenge

Chapter 530 I Quit!

Noticing that the iron gate, which was tightly closed, had opened, Bridger thought, does this mean… I am allowed to get in now?

But then, Bridger hesitated. Paisley decided to let him in after he cursed that crazily. Could it be a trap? Was Paisley trying to do something to him within the house?

At the thought of this, Bridger felt slightly scared. But he didn’t show it. Instead, he sneered at the surveillance camera, “What? You’re expecting me to just get in there now? No way! I won’t get in now! Why should I do as you wish? You know what? Paisley. I’ve had enough of it! I respect you and love you because you are Ms. Drew. But that doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want to me. You do know that I come from the Palmer family, right? You have gone too far recently! I quit now!”

With that, he turned around and left.

Noticing that Bridger was walking toward his car, Anderson lowered his head slightly. “Ms. Drew, should I go catch him?”

Paisley curled the corners of her lips a bit. Anderson took the hint and went out right off.

In its wake, a motorcycle rumbled as it started up and then flew out like an arrow.

Meanwhile, Bridger had made up his mind to leave now.

That was because Bridger assumed that Paisley must be up to something by letting him in after him cursing for so long. Also, Paisley made things difficult for him every time, which Bridger.

couldn’t stand any longer.

Bridger thought, didn’t she ask me to go in? Well, I won’t! The fact is, I’m leaving now. I wonder how she is gonna proceed with whatever she has in mind now.

And after me being gone for a long time, she will for sure take the initiative to look for me. That

I’ll no longer have to humble myself.

way,

Bridger dusted off his clothes and walked toward his car, which was parked somewhere slightly distant. However,

to see a

had a feeling in his gut that something was wrong, despite not knowing who that was. Then he

about to get to his car, with his hand nearly touching the door, something

around his waist.

see a rope tied to his waist. And then the next thing he knew, he

it and thus fell heavily onto

out a mouthful of dirt, he turned around, wanting to untie the rope. But the person on the motorcycle had already restarted his motorcycle, driving both back into the

Who are you? Bastard! Let go!

which

which was linked to the motorcycle, he had no

rough ground harshly, Bridger, in pain, soon lost the

Bridger. That being said,

suit worn and tattered, Bridger lay on the ground limply as if he was having his last

was wondering who you were. Aren’t you the famous Mr. Palmer? What? Why aren’t you cursing now?” With the corners of her lips curving, Paisley was

one could emerge from scolding me unscathed. After scolding me that harshly, he

thought, I am afraid that I have scraped all my skin now. I wonder if there are any fractures. But what really makes my heart ache is the way she is

the youngest son in my family, I have been doted upon ever since I was a kid, although I am not my father’s favorite and fail to get

by taking away everything that is supposed to be mine. But, as

This woman actually had her people drag me on the ground as if I was just a

Her sarcastic manner suggests that she doesn’t feel sorry at all.

who accepted my proposal shyly

prop himself up. After moving around a bit, he found that his limbs were not broken. That being said, there were scrapes and bruises all over, which