Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 273 - 272: Doesn’t Like Fish, Likes People

"Hey, hey, take it easy..." South Grant reached out to pull apart the hand gripping his shoulder, but his hand lacked the strength, and he was dragged by Nathan Foster to another counter.

He looked at a series of jade carvings, wood carvings, and various sculptures on the counter.

Nathan Foster looked at South Grant with a cold expression and said:

"Take your time picking, today you’re allowed to choose as much as you want."

South Grant suddenly felt a bad premonition, looked up at Nathan Foster, whose eyes seemed capable of freezing someone.

South Grant pouted inwardly, thinking, deliberately teasing me and not allowing me to retaliate, that’s simply unreasonable.

South Grant casually pointed to a jade Buddha statue.

"This one."

"Old Master Sutton doesn’t believe in Buddhism."

"This one."

"This one is too casual."

"That one."

"That one lacks originality."

"And that one."

"That one’s craftsmanship isn’t exquisite."

"..."

South Grant gritted his teeth while looking at Nathan Foster, thinking he’s here to cause trouble.

"Uncle, do you really love eating fish?" South Grant smiled at him, that smile hinting that whatever was coming wasn’t good.

"Don’t love fish, love people." Nathan Foster wouldn’t fall into her trap.

"..." South Grant looked at him speechlessly, couldn’t he just cooperate a little! "At this moment, you should say you like to eat, then I say, no wonder you love picking on things."

Nathan Foster cooperating with her, how unlikely!

After she finished talking, he calmly said: "You’re a prickly one, fish aren’t as prickly as you, and you’re more delicious."

Fish aren’t as prickly as you...

And you’re more delicious...

This was the first time South Grant had seen someone seamlessly blend taunting words with sweet talk.

It made one laugh and cry, Foster’s skill had deepened.

At this time, Rosalind Sutton had already picked her gift and walked over to the two of them.

"High Commander Foster, have you chosen yet?"

"No, there’s nothing suitable here."

Rosalind Sutton checked her watch, then said: "I’ve arranged a time with South Grant for dinner, Commander Foster, would you like to join us?"

At this moment, South Grant secretly gestured to Rosalind Sutton not to, if he tagged along to eat, it’d surely lead to indigestion.

"Sure."

Upon hearing Nathan Foster say this word ’sure’, South Grant immediately felt like a deflated balloon.

After that, Rosalind Sutton and South Grant got into Nathan Foster’s car and headed to the restaurant Rosalind had previously booked.

Unaware that their actions today were all being secretly photographed by nearby bystanders.

Ivan Keller, knowing the location of the dinner, cleared the venue ahead of time, waiting for Nathan Foster and the two others to enter, and then closed with an ’out of business’ sign at the entrance.

Nathan Foster and Rosalind Sutton each sat on one side, South Grant came out of the restroom, facing a tough choice.

Either sit with Nathan Foster, or sit with Rosalind Sutton.

For her own safety, South Grant obediently sat beside Nathan Foster.

It was only then that she saw the temperature around Nathan Foster rise two degrees.

Initially, when Rosalind Sutton pursued Nathan Foster, it was because of his character and conduct, but now having let go, she genuinely admired him without any romantic feelings.

Thus, during dinner, nothing awkward occurred, except for one thing, South Grant’s picky eating.

She pushed aside the food she didn’t want to eat from her plate, leaving out what she wanted to eat.