Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster Chapter 255 - 254: Not as Flirty as You

After Ivan Keller left, South Grant directly dropped whatever he was doing and snapped at Nathan Foster:

"Were you doing that on purpose just now?"

Nathan Foster raised an eyebrow and looked at South Grant, "What?"

"Deliberately suspecting and Ivan Keller, actually you didn’t believe what Fiona said at all, you called Ivan in just to give him instructions, but instead purposely scared ."

Listening to South Grant, Nathan Foster couldn’t help but laugh, "Only with a guilty conscience can you be scared, what are you afraid of?"

"I’m just afraid you’ll get blindly jealous and blow up later."

"Jealous?" Nathan Foster raised an eyebrow, "That’s impossible, you’re not blind."

South Grant was taken aback, and then understood that Nathan Foster ant: You’re not blindly choosing, I’m right here, it’s impossible for to be interested in anyone else, so jealousy doesn’t exist.

South Grant looked speechlessly at Nathan Foster, this person was so full of himself, praised him a bit and he was ready to run with it.

Then, South Grant rembered the magic-like escape from earlier, still not understanding what happened.

At this mont, she stood up and walked towards the cabinet, opened all the cabinet doors, and rummaged inside.

"Uncle, how did you get out earlier, it’s amazing, there’s no exit here."

At this point, Nathan Foster stood up, ca to the front of the cabinet, took South Grant’s hand, lifted the clothes hanging inside, and at the upper left corner, there was a small, inconspicuous bump.

Nathan Foster guided her hand, pressed her thumb on it, applying slight pressure.

Soon, the wall on that side opened a gap, and gradually, the gap grew large enough for a person to pass through.

South Grant was shocked and speechless, it was her first ti seeing such a hidden door leading to the outside world.

"Wow, truly an eye-opener. Uncle, where does this lead to?"

"500 ters east of The Foster Estate is an old tavern, this leads directly there."

"Isn’t the owner of that tavern a flamboyant lady?" South Grant said to Nathan Foster, winking.

Nathan Foster understood what South Grant ant, teasing him about digging this tunnel specifically for secret affairs.

"Yes, but not as flamboyant as you."

South Grant: "..."

While it was all in good humor, this tunnel really amazed South Grant.

Then South Grant realized, "Uncle, why do you have such a tunnel in your study?"

This was sothing South Grant couldn’t comprehend, no one would dig a tunnel in their own house, it was like a spy movie.

"To conveniently find that tavern’s owner." Nathan Foster said with a straight face.

South Grant: "..."

What kind of person is he, I was obviously joking, can’t he tell? Is he holding a grudge now!

Afterward, Nathan Foster closed the hidden door and led South Grant away from the cabinet.

"Uncle, how did you know what I did when I was 15?"

South Grant thought of what Nathan Foster said in front of Fiona and Harold Foster earlier.

Up to this mont, South Grant’s heart often recalled that sentence: If you have grievances, you should announce them to the world, does South’s grievance not exist if unspoken?

In two lifetis, the warst words she ever heard were spoken by Foster.

Listening to South Grant, Nathan Foster looked down at her, reached out to brush away the stray hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth forehead.

Nathan Foster bent down and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"For soone I plan to keep by my side, although I wasn’t part of her past, I should at least know about it."