"No need." Nathan Foster said as he fastened the last button of his shirt, then took a few steps to stand in front of South Grant.
"I find your sleep-talking quite interesting, it won't affect me."
For the entire morning, South Grant was in a daze because of what Nathan Foster had said.
Sleep-talking is something one cannot control. If she could, she would have loved to seal her mouth before sleep.
Thinking about it too much was pointless, so South Grant simply stopped thinking about it.
After school at noon, South Grant called Shawn Grant to ask about the progress of the board meeting this morning.
Everything was as South Grant expected, Shawn Grant went to Aetherium, and Miles Grant didn't make it difficult.
Because at this time, Aetherium was a dispensable subsidiary in the whole story.
During the call, South Grant could tell from Shawn Grant's tone that he wasn't in a good mood, probably due to the handover at Aetherium.
