Chapter 453 It's More Important to Plan Our Way Out
Garry thought Seb would jump at the chance with all those shares on the table, but to his surprise, Seb turned him down flat. "Mr. Bridges, you should find someone else. With what you're offering, plenty of folks would be interested."
Garry was taken aback, frowning in confusion. He couldn't wrap his head around why Seb would say no. "Mr. Smith, I only trust you in Metropolis."
Seb replied, "I just don't have the energy to manage another company, and I don't want Silvercrest Group to end up like the Bridges Group."
Garry, gritting his teeth, seemed to make a final decision. "How about this: if you help the Bridges Group, I'll give you my 60% of the shares. You'll be the biggest shareholder. How about that?"
But Seb still wasn't biting. "Mr. Bridges, even if you gave me all the shares, I wouldn't agree. Find someone else."
With that, Seb stood up, ready to leave.
Garry, desperate, blurted out, "Is this about what happened to Sharon at the Bridges Villa? If it is, I can apologize to her personally, or have Ayla do it, whatever makes Ms. Roach happy."
Seb turned back to Garry. For the sake of the Bridges Group, Garry was willing to swallow his pride. "Mr. Bridges, that's all in the past. I can't help the Bridges family because I need to protect Silvercrest Group. It's my life's work, and I can't risk it for the Bridges Group. My company has thousands of employees depending on it. Please leave."
Seb turned away and quickly left the room.
Despair washed over Garry. Was the Bridges Group really doomed to go bankrupt? In that moment, Garry seemed to age years, his once proud frame now hunching over with the burden of impending ruin.
When he got back to the Bridges Villa, looking defeated, he saw Ayla standing at the door, his displeasure flaring up.
If it weren't for Ayla constantly hyping up the Starlight Corporation project and its government ties, he wouldn't have invested so much, leading to the Bridges Group's current mess. He tried to ignore Ayla, but she rushed over and clung to his feet.
"Grandpa... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't know it would turn out like this," Ayla sobbed, tears streaming down her face, full of regret.
She had hoped the Starlight Corporation project would secure her position in the Bridges Group, but instead, it had pushed the company to the brink of bankruptcy.
Now, she was truly panicking. If the Bridges Group went under, she'd have nothing. Even if it didn't, Garry wouldn't let her stay on as general manager. Both outcomes were unbearable for her.
Garry looked at her coldly. "Get out of my sight. I don't have a granddaughter like you."
Ayla shook her head, tears falling. "Grandpa, I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so confident. The Bridges Group will get through this. I'll ask my friends for help."
Garry sneered, "If they wanted to help, they would've reached out by now. Begging won't change anything. Now, get out of my sight. I don't want to argue with you."
Ayla knew if she couldn't get Garry to forgive her, she'd be pushed to the sidelines in the Bridges family. So, she blocked his way, refusing to budge. "Grandpa, if it comes to that, there's still Leo... His game company is making money now. If we sell it, the money should cover the Bridges Group's deficit."
Hearing this, Garry remembered. He had given that game company to Leo just to keep him away from the core secrets of the Bridges Group. Unexpectedly, Leo had actually managed to turn it around.
If Ayla hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought of it. He looked at the butler behind him and said coldly, "Go get Leo."
Half an hour later, in Garry's study.
Garry sat behind the desk, while Leo stood in the center of the study, with Ayla standing humbly to the side, silently.
Garry said, "Leo, I heard from Ayla that your game company has been doing well these past two years. You know about the Bridges Group's crisis. I plan to sell that company to save the Bridges Group. Prepare the materials for the handover in the next couple of days."
Leo didn't seem surprised, nodding calmly. "Alright, but if we sell it in a hurry, the price might be lower."
Garry replied, "I know. How much do you think it can sell for?"
Leo pondered for a moment. "Under normal circumstances, it should sell for over three billion dollars. But in a hurry, getting two and a half billion dollars would be good."
Everyone knew the Bridges Group was in trouble, so they might take advantage of the situation.
Garry said, "Alright, if it's less than two and a half billion dollars, don't sell it."
Leo replied, "I understand. I'll go to the company and start preparing the materials."
Garry glanced coldly at Ayla and said, "Organizing all the materials for the game company quickly is not an easy task. You don't need to go to the company for now. Go with Leo and help organize the materials."
Leo paused for a moment as he turned to leave, a dark look flashing in his eyes. It seemed Garry still didn't trust him.
Ayla understood the implication in Garry's words and quickly stood up. "Alright, Grandpa."
She followed Leo out of the Bridges Villa, and they drove to the company together. On the way, Ayla looked upset and didn't want to talk.
If Leo had been willing to give her the money from the game company to invest in the Starlight Corporation project, the Bridges Group wouldn't be in this mess now.
In her heart, Ayla still somewhat blamed Leo.
Leo seemed unaware of her bad mood and didn't offer any comfort, silently driving to the company.
When they got out of the car, Ayla called out to him, "Leo, aren't you going to say anything to me?"
Although they had been married for five years, she felt she never really understood Leo. He seemed indifferent to everything. Even when Garry asked him to sell the game company he had worked hard on for years, he showed no emotion.
She even began to doubt if Leo ever really loved her.
Leo looked at her. "Ayla, what do you want me to say?"
Ayla said, " The Bridges Group is facing such a big crisis. Shouldn't you comfort me?"
Leo wasn't surprised by Ayla's question. He looked at her gently and said softly, "Ayla, I think it's more important to plan our way out than to comfort you right now."
Ayla's expression changed. "What way out? What do you mean? Do you think the Bridges Group will go bankrupt?"
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