Good old Foster, he justified his selfish motives as selfless, claiming to help me deal with Henry Grant.
Pah, shameless!
Rosalind Sutton didn't know what was going on in South Grant's mind, and she brought up the blind date she had with Nathan Foster. With a smile still on her face, she didn't hold back and said to South Grant:
"I was initially quite resistant to the idea of a family-arranged blind date, but on the way, I encountered child traffickers. They were so brazen they already shoved the child into a car. I saw someone chasing the car, and by himself, he stopped that car. Four or five traffickers surrounded him, but he came out unscathed. In frustration, one trafficker angrily threw the child into the middle of the road. At that time, traffic was heavy, and he leapt over the railing, snatching the kid back with a few jumps and saving him."
South Grant listened to Rosalind's story and asked in a daze:
"Miss Sutton, you're not talking about my uncle, are you?"
