Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster-Chapter 98 - 97: Harboring Malice

Quincy Irving listened to South Grant’s mocking words, his face red with anger.

But he was a senior, and being ridiculed like that by a younger person, he couldn’t just hit him.

At this moment, someone around stepped in to diffuse the situation, and Quincy Irving was persuaded by other shareholders to step aside.

Melody Irving had hoped her father would stand up for her, but instead, South Grant ridiculed him, making her furious.

However, she found herself powerless against South Grant, having two glasses of juice spilled on her without being able to chase him out.

The frustration she felt inside at that moment was imaginable.

Hugo Lynch was by her side now, softly consoling her:

"Melody, don’t be upset. One day, I’ll teach this brat a lesson for you."

After everyone dispersed, Chester Lynch glanced at South Grant beside him.

She was still leaning against the sofa, a faint mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.

Chester Lynch, after a moment of silence, said:

"Living in The Grant Family is like being on a battlefield; you must be exhausted, right?"

South Grant was taken aback upon hearing Chester Lynch’s words.

She raised her head to look at Chester Lynch, her gaze falling directly into Chester Lynch’s eyes.

Chester Lynch’s aura resembled the spring breeze of March, exuding warmth and geniality.

Even the wind felt soft and gentle, and at this moment, his eyes were like this wind,

South Grant suddenly understood why she had been so obsessed with Chester Lynch in her previous life.

Compared to Nathan Foster’s cold cruelty, Chester Lynch’s warmth was a stark contrast.

Exhausted?

South Grant asked herself internally.

Indeed, she had been very tired in her previous life.

At night, she had to deal with Nathan Foster, and during the day, she had to cope with all kinds of hidden agendas in the circle.

The reason she decided to enter the entertainment industry in her previous life was to seize back all the shares belonging to her father from Miles Grant. But in the end, she failed.

At that time, she was indeed tired, so much so that she thought of just giving up.

But she feared that if she gave up, she would never find a reason in life to keep going.

Now, hearing Chester Lynch’s words stirred an indescribable feeling in South Grant’s heart.

"Not tired; feeling tired means you still care. There’s nothing in The Grant Family now that can make me care."

Chester Lynch looked at her slightly cold expression and remained silent for a while, perhaps lost in thought.

Melody Irving had already been persuaded aside by Hugo Lynch, while Hugo mingled with other colleagues.

Melody Irving changed into another gown and went out, seeing South Grant and Chester Lynch talking casually.

A stomach full of anger, Melody Irving had nowhere to vent.

She stayed on the outdoor terrace, not wanting to see South Grant’s face.

Before long, Melody Irving sensed someone beside her and turned to see Henry Grant.

Henry Grant was Miles Grant’s eldest son.

Because Miles Grant married early, Henry Grant was two years older than South Grant.

"Miss Irving, why are you sitting here alone?"

"Nothing much, just in a bad mood, came out to relax."

"Is it about earlier events? I apologize on behalf of my cousin. He’s always like this, showing no respect and being narrow-minded. I accidentally offended him with my words once, and he, alas..." Henry Grant sighed.

"What happened to him?" Melody Irving asked curiously.

At this moment, Henry Grant placed a bag on the table.

"Miss Irving, look, it’s this thing. I offended him, and he had our family servant put this into my food. That day, only my sister Felicity Grant and I were home. Thankfully, our family’s servant didn’t fall in line, or else I could’ve made a terrible mistake."

Melody Irving looked at the table, the small bag containing blue pills, unsure of what they were, and asked Henry Grant with a puzzled face:

"Young Master Grant, what is this?"

Henry Grant displayed both resentment and shame, "I’m not afraid of being ridiculed by Miss Irving. This came from Niporia, and if ingested even a little, it’d set ablaze with lust and lose rationality. When South Grant used this to harm me, he intended to harm me and Felicity. Fortunately, the servant felt uneasy and brought it to me. However, he is the heir of The Grant Family, seen by the world as the legitimate eldest grandson, and I can’t bring it up with grandfather."

Melody Irving glanced at the small blue pill on the table and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.

Then she looked up at Chester Lynch and South Grant, who were engrossed in their conversation.

Suddenly, Melody Irving’s eyes became deep and contemplative.