Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 433: Chapter 432: Get Your Popcorn Ready, the Scoop Is Here~

Nathan Foster sent a message to Langston Caldwell, telling him to play around with Henry Grant’s people.

"Is that offshore account safe? When Henry Grant finds out he’s been fooled, if he files a report claiming fraud, will you get implicated?" The offshore transfer account was found by Nathan Foster for her, to prevent any subsequent trouble.

"No worries, dealing with it abroad is more complicated, plus Miles Grant handled it personally, retrieving the funds is nearly impossible. That money will be quickly channeled out through legitimate means, rest assured."

South Grant didn’t really know what Nathan Foster was planning, but when it came to what Nathan wanted to do, South was quite at ease.

When South Grant got home, he was still laughing.

"Henry Grant is definitely going to explode with anger tonight!"

Thinking about how his money was spent and the matter still got exposed, South Grant was very much looking forward to seeing the expressions on their father and son.

This whole thing being done so perfectly was thanks to Nathan Foster’s strong support.

Watching him sitting there behind the desk looking at documents, South Grant playfully teased him:

"What are you looking at so intently?"

"This year’s new recruits plan," Nathan Foster replied without even lifting his head.

"Right now, I find you quite agreeable in every aspect. You can immediately secure victory with force or stabilize society with your literary skills. You should just work with me; I’ll promote you to chief financial controller." South Grant said, winking at Nathan Foster.

Nathan Foster knew she was in a good mood.

Reclaiming the shares from Miles Grant’s hands brought a sense of joy and accomplishment that Nathan could understand.

"Just chief financial controller?" Nathan Foster raised an eyebrow.

South Grant’s eyes twinkled as she asked him, "Everything financial is entrusted to you, what more do you want?"

Nathan Foster nodded, and with a serious tone said, "That could work."

"Good." South Grant then patted his head, "In future dealings, you’re in charge of negotiations."

"Mm, I’ll only handle negotiations with you," Nathan Foster’s eyes gleamed with deeper amusement.

"What business are you discussing with me? You should be negotiating with others to make money for me."

Nathan Foster then reached out and pulled her close, whispering softly in her ear:

"I’ll only negotiate projects worth billions with you."

Only negotiate projects worth billions with you...

"Gah, you dirty turtle!" South Grant escaped from his office in a hurry, hearing his clear laughter behind her.

(Ahem, need me to explain? Projects worth billions, billions of tadpoles looking for mom, you figure it out, any more and it’ll get censored.)

That night, South Grant was by her computer, waiting for the time to expose Zoe Jarvis’s affair.

By then, many netizens were already waiting.

South Grant saw that the heat of this news had already overshadowed the news about Owen Hayes’s villa auditions and smiled.

Initially, she hadn’t planned to expose it so early.

But Henry Grant got someone to leave her stranded at the airport and sling mud at her.

Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for being harsh.

When the time came, some netizens couldn’t wait any longer, leaving comments urging him under South Grant’s side account on Weibo.

"Blogger, update quickly, the snacks are ready, waiting for your scoop."

"The person above is really naïve, these issues are surely waiting for the involved parties to pay up, how could it blow up."

"Even if it’s exposed, it wouldn’t be the original scoop, doesn’t taste as sweet."

South Grant looked at all their various comments and replied to one.

"The sweet melons are set aside for you, get your little chair ready, the melons are coming~"