Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 530

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,

which was parked somewhere slightly distant. However, after just a few steps,

see a fast figure speeding toward

something was wrong, despite not

about to get to his car, with

around his waist.

tied to his waist. And then the next

by it and

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

Who are you? Bastard! Let

his might, which was just

was linked to the motorcycle,

the rough ground harshly, Bridger, in

of the motorcycle so as not to actually hurt Bridger. That being said, by the time they arrived at the gate,

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

wondering who you were. Aren’t you the famous Mr. Palmer? What? Why aren’t you cursing now?” With the

emerge from scolding me unscathed. After scolding me that harshly,

Bridger, despite holding tons of grudges, failed to say a word. He, aching all over, thought, I am afraid that I have scraped all my skin now. I wonder if there are

been doted upon ever since I was a kid, although I am not my father’s

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

actually had her people drag me on the ground as if I was just a dog!

Her sarcastic manner suggests that she doesn’t feel sorry

my

that his limbs were not broken. That being said,

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