Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 518: Chapter 517: Love Has Nothing to Do With Gender

At this moment, Caleb Holt said again, "Not only are they not tolerant, but they are also very harsh. The two of you being together, he is your uncle. Others may say he is your elder, older than you, and that being with you is his fault, but those who don’t know might think you’re seducing him. Rumors are like knives, and their words will only get nastier."

Listening to Caleb Holt’s words, South Grant felt even more warm in her heart.

No one has ever considered things from her perspective like this. Hearing Caleb Holt say such a thing, South Grant felt this friend was truly worthwhile.

A smile spread in South Grant’s eyes, "Caleb, thank you."

Looking at South Grant, Caleb Holt knew she hadn’t changed her mind and felt a bit anxious.

"South, this kind of relationship is impossible; you two are close relatives! You will be condemned by everyone!"

South Grant knew Caleb Holt was concerned about this. At this moment, she paused in silence; the matter with Nathan Foster couldn’t be leaked. South Grant pondered how to handle it.

Afterwards, South Grant raised her head, looked at Caleb Holt, and said:

"The two of us have no blood relation at all. My mother and he are not biological siblings, so this close kin issue doesn’t exist. As for the uncle-niece relationship, I believe he will handle it well."

Caleb Holt was shocked to hear there was no blood relation.

Everyone said South Grant was Nathan Foster’s biological niece, but it turns out there was no blood relation at all.

When Caleb Holt breathed a sigh of relief, there was an indescribable loss in his heart.

"As long as you’ve thought it through, but you must keep this a secret. If any word gets out and is known by those with ill intentions, they will definitely cause trouble. They won’t care whether you’re close relatives or not, they’ll directly assign blame. Public opinion is a sharp knife, and I’m afraid it will hurt you."

"Don’t worry, it won’t." South Grant smiled, then glanced in Nathan Foster’s direction, the amusement in her eyes evident. "If he can’t handle this little thing, how can he be my man?"

Listening to South Grant’s words, Caleb Holt could see the happiness on her face at this moment.

He suppressed the bitterness rising in his heart, trying to keep his smile looking natural.

"As long as you’re happy."

South Grant withdrew her gaze from Nathan Foster and then said to Caleb Holt,

"No one knows my identity yet; I hope you can keep it secret. Please keep it from Rosalind and Alden as well."

"Okay, I won’t let anyone know your identity." Caleb Holt assured South Grant.

After South Grant finished talking with Caleb Holt, he left the cafe.

South Grant walked over to Nathan Foster and then sat beside him.

"It’s all settled now."

At this time, Nathan Foster said faintly, "Caleb Holt likes you."

"What nonsense, it’s pure friendship, a clean revolutionary camaraderie," South Grant said earnestly.

Nathan Foster gave South Grant a sideways glance, "That’s your idea. I’m a man; I understand men’s thoughts."

"Nonsense, I’ve been a man for 18 years, who are you fooling? Caleb Holt just found out today that I’m a woman. Where did these feelings come from? Sticking up for me, he just sees me as a brother."

Nathan Foster looked at South Grant’s clueless expression, smiled, and didn’t say anything.

She still knew very little about matters of the heart.

Liking someone has nothing to do with gender.