South Grant made a decision.
From now on, whenever Foster starts talking, I'll take a detour.
I'm not as devious as him, nor as corrupt.
For the healthy development of my young heart, I need to stay away from Foster.
Suddenly, South Grant wondered why Nathan Foster was here at this time.
She would usually be at school during lunch, and Nathan Foster would only come to pick her up after school in the afternoon.
"Why did you come to pick me up at noon today?" South Grant asked curiously.
"I happened to be nearby, so I thought I'd take you to lunch," Nathan Foster said casually.
South Grant looked at his clothes. He was wearing a camouflage uniform; how could he be nearby?
"Did you come just to have lunch with me?"
Nathan Foster glanced at her sideways, and just as South Grant was bracing herself for another round of jabs, she heard him softly say, "Mhm."
Oh my!
Uncle, are you serious?
Did you really come just to have lunch with me?
