Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 549
Chapter 549 Bridger Is ridiculed
“But…”
The servant wanted to say something else, but Paisley interrupted her, “What? Do I need someone
to protect me?”
Hearing this, the servant shut her mouth.
She thought, yeah, Ms. Drew is right. With her skills, she doesn’t need anyone to protect her at all.
“By the way, tell the people who came with me from the ind to pack up and wait for my order at any
time.” Paisley walked up a few steps, thought for a while, and turned back to say.
“Ms. Drew, are we going back?” After asking this question, the servant regretted it. She could tell
from Paisley’s look that she was talking too much.
The servant thought, right, I am just a servant. Whether Ms. Drew wants to go back or not, is not
something I should ask.
“Get out!” Paisley scolded rudely, and her face became gloomy.
After the servant left, Paisley called out, “Anderson.”
Anderson showed up without a sound, not knowing from what ce. “Ms. Drew.”
“I need to practice my skills these two days. You stay by my side. Do not leave, not even at moment,”
Paisley said in a deep voice.
When Paisley practiced martial arts, she never allowed anyone to approach her except Anderson. Only
Anderson could make her feel at ease.
“Yes, Ms. Drew,” Anderson replied.
Paisley was satisfied with this simple answer. She did not want someone to ask her “why”, but just be
faithful to her.
During these two days, Paisley needed to further study the book of martial arts. As for practicing with
great concentration, Paisley had to dy it until she went back. Since she had gotten this thing, she
couldn’t stay here any longer. Otherwise, Paisley would be in trouble if Simon came for her.
In addition, Paisley was going to take these two days to carefully study whether the martial arts in the
book were really so powerful or not.
Bridger had stayed in the suite all day long. He did not go anywhere.
His elbow hurt so much, but Bridger was not in the mood to go to the hospital to check it out. He had
been waiting for a message.
Bridger couldn’t figure it out. He wondered, if the scripture is fake, it means that Simon knew my
intention to steal it. Or perhaps, Simon deliberately made a fake one to confuse the outsiders. Then I
happened to fall for it. I even mistook that I had taken such a big risk to get it.
Paisley’s words and the scene of Simon’s house that day repeatedly appeared in his mind, making
him feel a splitting headache.
Bridger drifted off to sleep. After a little while, he woke up. His phone was vibrating desperately, and he
didn’t know how long it had been ringing.
“Hello?” Seeing the number showing on the screen, Bridger immediately picked it up excitedly.
“Boss, uh…” The man on the other end of the line was hesitant as if he could not speak it out.
“Just say it. Did anyone offer a price? Don’t tell me the answer is no. If so, just keep waiting there, but
why are you calling me?” Bridger was anxious from waiting, so he got steamed up.
Grabbing a handful of hair, Bridger stood up and pulled open the curtains to look out of the window. It
was foggy, looking like it was not bright yet. He didn’t know what time it was.
“It’s not like this,” the man over the phone said hurriedly, “Boss, I took screenshots of theizens’
It was really hard for him to say, so he let Bridger browse thements in person.
“What are they about?” Before Bridger could ask clearly, his phone rang a few times. It seemed that
the pictures were sent over.
“Please take a look.” The man hung up right after he finished. He seemed to be afraid of being
scolded.
Bridger frowned. He clicked the pictures and found that it was something like an auction interface.
There was no offered price below, but somements.
Spade 5: “What is this? Can anything be taken out to auction now? Come on, this is not a flea
market.”
Heart 7: “It’s so ridiculous! Whose child put this introductory book here horsing around? Do you think
we can’t recognize it?”
Diamond 9: “Has this online tform be so sucked? I strongly suggest kicking out all the
troublemakers and canceling their ounts.”
There were many simrments.
There were also some criticizing words.
Although the people who left thements were different, it was obvious that all thements were
mocking, saying that introductory books like this could be found anywhere, and questioning why
someone dare to put such a cheap thing for auction.
Some of the words were very indecent. The more Bridger browsed, the more furious he became.
It seemed that Paisley did not lie to him. What she said was true. This was a fake! It was not a book of
martial arts at all. However, Bridger even posted it on the dark web in the name of Peerless Martial
Arts. He was ridiculed mercilessly.
Fortunately, no one knew who was behind this ount and who took it out for auction. Otherwise,
Bridger would have been disrespected.
The call came again, and the man over the phone said cautiously, “Boss, so… you are… just joking,
aren’t you?”
The man was angry with thements at first. He even argued with others. Afterward, more and more
peopleughed at him, and some people even scolded him. Then he realized that something
was wrong.
Up to now, several hours had passed. Apart from theizens who leftments, there wasn’t
even a single bid.
The 8 million dors that he posted online was like a big joke.
“Of course, I am joking. I know what it is. I am just curious whether this dark web is useful or not, so I
have a try. It seems that theseizens are not of high quality. The dark web sucks!” Bridger
deliberately said disdainfully. “Stop the auction. It’s boring!”
The man let out a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew the bidding item. Then, he continued, “Boss,
you’d better not make such a joke. There are all kinds of users on the dark web in the ancient
martial arts world, including many hidden experts. If you identally offend someone…”
“Cut the crap! Do you think I would be afraid of them, a group of uneducated people? Alright, got it!”
Bridger roared.
Bridger hung up and angrily threw his phone on the bed. His movements were so fierce that his elbow
hurt very much.
“Hiss…”
Bridger gasped in pain and anger.
Bridger hade up with such a good n in vain. It took him time and energy on it, and he even
begged his mother. Bridger had screwed up this matter. The scripture he had obtained was fake. He
was used by Paisley. Their engagement would be canceled, and he would not obtain the wealth of the
Drew family… What if his mother knew all of this?
In the end, Bridger had lost everything!
The more Bridger thought about it, the angrier he became. All of this was Paisley’s fault. If she hadn’t
used Bridger and deliberately set a trap for him, Bridger wouldn’t have gone to steal this. crappy thing.
Certainly, Simon had known that Bridge stole his things, and it would be very embarrassing if Simon
exposed this matter.
Right now, Bridger was in an awkward position. What he had done was clear to Simon, but it had just
not been exposed in public yet. As for Paisley, they had already fallen out with each other. Bridger had
not obtained anything, and he might lose the few things on his hand. Most importantly, he might lose
his mother’s trust and support through this matter. If so, Bridger would truly be
alone, with nothing left.
After thinking it over, Bridger was very pissed off with Paisley, but he could do nothing. He was not a
match for Paisley. If Paisley was right, the real scripture was already in her hands, it would be
even more dangerous.
As for Simon…
Bridger still had a trump card, and perhaps he could take a gamble.
Thinking of this, Bridger covered his injured elbow with one hand and looked out of the window
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with sullen eyes. On the skyline far away, a misty light arose. The day was about to break.