South Grant was taken aback, thinking, isn't Nathan Foster asking a stupid question?
Since the afternoon, she had been trying to subtly inquire about the dirt on Henry Grant, but Nathan Foster stubbornly refused to reveal anything.
At this moment, Nathan Foster was leaning on his right arm, resting his head, and watching South Grant. Meanwhile, South was trying to figure out what was going on in Nathan's mind.
Could it be that he wanted her to offer him some benefits again?
South thought about it and felt that aside from such demands, what else could Nathan want?
So, at this moment, South climbed up from the bed and moved closer to Nathan.
With eyes closed, just as she was about to kiss him, Nathan blocked her mouth with his hand in disdain and slowly pushed her away.
"You don't want the favor?"
South was a little confused about Nathan. He spoke halfway and kept her hanging. Wasn't it for this reason?
Nathan looked at South with a face full of disdain.
