When South Grant handed these over to Nathan Foster, Nathan rely glanced at them, suspicion in his eyes.
"Are you sure you haven’t got it wrong?"
South Grant pointed to his temple with his hand and said to Nathan Foster:
"There’s sothing called the strongest brain. Just because you don’t have it doesn’t an others don’t either."
Nathan Foster rely cast her a sidelong glance, "I hope you rember those words."
Subsequently, Nathan Foster put away the paper filled with various strange symbols and then sat on a nearby sofa, his hand casually resting on the back of the sofa.
"I’ll take care of things at the police station for you this ti, including Shawn Grant." Nathan Foster spoke very casually.
He originally thought South Grant would be relieved by this, but unexpectedly, South Grant said with extre seriousness:
"Leave Shawn Grant to , the others you can handle as you wish."
This was beyond Nathan Foster’s expectations.
"Leave him to you?"
"The shares my father left behind are in the hands of Miles Grant and Shawn Grant, I only have fifteen percent, and I can only use it when I co of age. If sothing happens to Shawn Grant, Miles Grant will be overwhelmingly dominant, and it will be even harder to deal with him then." South Grant didn’t want to remove Shawn Grant.
Shawn Grant was intent on exposing her identity and driving the three of them out of The Grant Family.
But compared to Shawn Grant, Miles Grant was a hidden viper.
"You want to use Shawn Grant to balance against Miles Grant?" Nathan Foster didn’t expect her to think so far ahead.
"Exactly."
Nathan Foster looked at her and suddenly rembered what Ivan Keller had said in the morning.
He had said that South Grant was different from before.
Indeed, he was not wrong.
The South Grant that the previous information showed was not like this. Now she seed to have transford entirely.
Nathan Foster continued to look at her, then sat up straight, reached out, took a book from the table, and tossed it over.
South Grant caught it instinctively, feeling a bit puzzled.
She heard Nathan Foster speak calmly: "Open it and see."
South Grant opened to the first page of the book, which was a military strategy book.
When she saw the conspicuous characters on it, she first frowned, then felt a sense of sudden clarity.
It clearly read: Faking weakness is a survival wisdom.
Nathan Foster saw the look of sudden realization on South Grant’s face, knowing she understood what he ant.
"Understanding feigned weakness, you are not far from success. Tomorrow, I’ll have Ivan Keller send you a copy of The Art of War by Sun Tzu. There’s a strategy in there called ’Watching the Fire from Across the River’. Go back and study it well. The fifteen percent of shares you hold could completely start a fire." Nathan Foster said.
"Are you saying, use this fifteen percent of the shares to ignite a fire between Miles Grant and Shawn Grant? Let them both suffer, and I reap the benefits?" When she saw the words ’feigned weakness’, such an idea had already ford in South Grant’s mind.
"Teach a child well." Nathan Foster looked at her, very pleased.
Fifteen percent of Stellaris’s shares was no small amount.
The ga with The Grant Family brothers was like a gamble, with a high risk of complete failure, and it all depended on whether she dared or not.
South Grant looked up at Nathan Foster at that mont and realized that this life had opened up in a different way, and many things were different.
In the previous life, Nathan Foster would never have communicated with her so calmly.
All their communication probably happened in bed.
He pondered on how to tear her clothes to make her suffer.
She pondered on how to make him a second~ to ensure everything was alright.
Thinking about it now, the current Nathan Foster was quite like a ntor and a friend.
"Alright, I’ll gamble with them!" South Grant’s words were determined beyond asure.
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