CHAPTER 544

Chapter 544 We Both Get What We Want

Miley opened the folder, took the report out, and found that it was thicker than she had imagined. She looked up at Litzy in confusion. Litzy hurriedly said, “To ensure the credibility of the results, more than one test is done. You’ll see if you and Simon or Simon, Bridger, and I are related. I figured if the results were the same, then it would be the best. But if they weren’t, it would not stop us from deducing the final answer.”

After thinking about it, Miley felt that Litzy had a point. So Miley nodded and put on her reading glasses to read the

report.

However…

Miley looked more and more sullen as she read. She flipped the page back and forth. Then she raised her head and looked at Litzy, her eyes filled with shock. “This… This…”

“Mom, calm down. I told you, you’d better be mentally prepared,” Litzy said softly.

Litzy was also shocked when she first saw the result, which was why she told Miley to be mentally prepared. However, this thing was indeed too shocking.

“But this… This is impossible!” Miley was suddenly worked up. Sometimes, it was really not easy to control one’s emotions. “I don’t believe it! Where are the tests done? Do it again. This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!”

“Mom, the result is 99 percent accurate. Don’t worry, I… Mom, Mom…”

Unexpectedly, before Miley could stand up, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Litzy panicked. “Someone! Help!” All content is property © .

Bridger sat complacently in the large suite, swiping on his phone. He was looking at some pictures, pictures of a few book pages. And the content was not continuous.

He was not stupid. If he brought the book with him, he wouldn’t be able to rip Paisley off. With Paisley’s skills, she could just snatch the book away from him.

Unlike Simon, Bridger wasn’t good at martial arts. So he could only rely on his brain. To make sure that nothing would go wrong, it was best to hide that thing well and come without it.

Hearing the doorbell, Bridger could not suppress the smile on his face and got up to answer the door. He deliberately took his time and didn’t open the door until the third ring.

All the suffering and humiliation that Paisley put him into would soon be over. Plus, he would be able to hold his head high and no longer have to be afraid of Paisley.

When Bridger opened the door, he saw Paisley standing there, as expected. She was in a sharp suit and looked stern as

ever.

Sometimes, Bridger really felt that Paisley was schizophrenic. Otherwise, why would she be so shy and gentle

sometimes?

Bridger stared at her blankly for two seconds. Paisley shot him a glance and held out her hand to him. “Where is it?”

This question brought Bridger back to his senses. He laughed and said, “Patient! I’ve got the thing. It’s not like it will disappear suddenly, right? Come on in. Let’s drink and talk.”

“Unnecessary. We’ve agreed that I’ll get the thing, and you’ll get the shares,” Paisley said coldly. “There’s no need to

talk”

It seemed that Paisley was only here for the scripture. But that was not surprising. Paisley had always been straightforward.

But it only gave Bridger a greater sense of achievement. Bridger turned around with a confident smile as if everything was under his control. He ignored Paisley’s words and walked to the red wine that he had prepared. He opened it and slowly poured it into two glasses.

Watching his actions, Paisley took a step into the room and stopped.

Bridger turned around with two glasses in his hands. “We’ve finally gotten such an important thing. Isn’t it worth celebrating? Come, let us drink to our success!”

Paisley looked at him and didn’t refuse. She took one glass and watched Bridger take a gulp. Then Paisley took a sip of her wine and held out her hand again. “Give it to me.”

Bridger looked at her open hand, her palm up. There were many thin lines on her palm and also thin calluses. Her hand was not as tender as other girls’. It was easy to tell that Paisley got them from practicing martial arts. Bridger smiled as he looked at her hand, Suddenly, an odd thought flashed through his mind. It was so transient. Before Bridger could figure out why he had a strange feeling, it was gone.

Bridger took out his phone and showed Paisley the pictures. “Look. Is it what you want?”

Paisley narrowed her eyes and looked at the words and pictures on his phone carefully. However, she had just looked at them for only a few seconds when Bridger suddenly snapped the phone back. He smiled mysteriously, “See? I didn’t lie to you, right?”

“Don’t tell me these photos are all you got,” Paisley said with a sneer.

“Of course not! Since I said that I got the thing, then I got it. I just want to show you the samples first. You have been doing business for a few years, so you should know how it works. You need to look at the sample before you place an order, right?”

“Just tell me. If you want to raise the price, then what’s the price?”

Paisley sat down on the sofa and raised her chin slightly. She looked at Bridger, intimidating as ever.

Bridger stood there. He was looking down at her. But for some reason, he still felt inferior to Paisley.

She was so direct. Bridger was seen through, and he laughed. “You are really smart! If not for your bad temper, I

would really love to marry you!”

“Cut the crap!” Paisley cut him short coldly. “Tell me the price.”

“I want 50 percent of the shares of the Drew Group you have!” he said as he held out five fingers. “In addition, put me on the board of directors.”

“So greedy!”

Paisley did not reject or agree to his conditions. She only taunted.

“It’s not that I’m greedy. The thing you want is worth this much!” Bridger said with a smile. He did not think he was greedy. Since Paisley wanted it so much, she should pay what it was worth.

30 percent of the shares were tempting enough. But it was not enough for him to gain control of the Drew Group. The largest shareholder was still Paisley, and he still did not have absolute control.

However, if it was 50 percent, it would be different. Then he would be the largest shareholder, and even Paisley would have to listen to him. Even though Paisley had supporters, they couldn’t have more shares than him. So he could have absolute control over the company.

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Bridger needed absolute control to fight Simon and to take back the things that belonged to the Palmer family.

“Don’t be so stingy! I know that your ambition is never to be a businesswoman. Then, why don’t you let me take over the company and make it bigger and better? You can go learn martial arts without worries. We can both get what we want. Isn’t it the best choice?”