Rhiannon Grant listened to him and glared at Henry Grant.
"What does his being single have to do with me?"
Henry Grant smiled at this moment, sat down opposite Rhiannon, and said:
"Auntie, to be honest, among all the socialites I've met, none are as beautiful as you. This beauty is a woman's greatest advantage. As for men, no matter how powerful they are, they all love beauties. I've met Nathan Foster; he's an exceptional talent. If you could win him over, no matter what you do in the future, it would be much more convenient."
Rhiannon looked at Henry and knew he was daydreaming again. She couldn't help but give him a sideways glance and said:
"Who is Nathan Foster? He is the younger brother of our sister-in-law, South Grant's uncle. Over the years, the grudges between South Grant and our family, does Nathan Foster not know? Knowing these things, would he not protect his nephew and instead help us? Has your brain been caught by a door?"
