Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 556: Chapter 555: Waiting for the Tables to Turn

Sana Young looked at South Grant dressed in a black suit, the shirt slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, exuding an indescribable allure.

Like a prince from a European court, with a restrained aura, drawing attention.

Sana Young leaned close to South Grant, whispering in her ear:

"South, the day you held me to comfort me, I sort of figured out your secret. Doesn’t it hurt to restrain yourself like this every day?"

South Grant held a cocktail, had just taken a sip, and upon hearing Sana Young’s words, sputtered.

Sana Young laughed, patted her on the back, then said:

"Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone."

South Grant wiped the corner of her mouth, set down the glass, and gave a bitter smile.

Sana Young looked at her expression this time, amused, then said:

"Good thing I found out your secret now, otherwise, it wouldn’t be long before I’m ensnared because of you. How sad I would be to find out your secret then."

South Grant was also amused by her words.

Rhiannon Grant and Louis Young were talking to others elsewhere, Rhiannon nudged Louis Young, signaling him to look over.

Louis Young glanced over, seeing South Grant and Sana Young chatting happily.

Louis Young’s face darkened.

Currently, Sana Young is still his nominal fiancée, yet she is accompanying South Grant at this event, how embarrassing for him.

Louis Young approached them with a drink, arriving in front of South Grant and Sana Young, then coldly chuckled.

"Didn’t realize you two were getting along so well."

South Grant watched them approach, face showing a confrontational expression, utterly unafraid.

At most, they’re like an autumn grasshopper, won’t bounce for long.

She was about to speak, but saw Sana Young step forward, standing in front of her, saying:

"Didn’t realize? Then you’re blind."

Sana Young’s blunt retort left Louis Young disgraced.

Louis Young’s face darkened, reprimanding:

"Sana, is that how you talk to me?"

Sana Young, not one to back down, displayed the aura of the eldest Young daughter, saying:

"How should I talk to you? You’re a foster son of the Young Family, should I bow down and treat you as a decree? Before speaking, look at your own status, weigh your worth!"

South Grant listened, thinking, not bad.

This little temper is quite alluring, I like it!

Louis Young’s expression turned even darker, his gaze intense as he looked at Sana Young, the grinding of his teeth almost audible.

However, he couldn’t do anything to Sana Young at this moment.

Next, Louis Young’s gaze fell on South Grant, speaking in a sinister tone:

"Hiding behind a woman, what kind of man is that? Sana is my fiancée, hasn’t anyone informed you? Seducing someone else’s fiancée, this is what you, South Grant, are doing!"

Rhiannon Grant stood next to Louis Young, seeing South Grant, sighed, frowned with disappointment:

"South, when you’re outside, you’re not just yourself, you represent the Grant Family, a whole group of people. Now doing something like this, people will only say the Grant Family lacks manners. How did you become like this after going away for a while? You were fine when at home, but after going to the Foster Family, you picked up these bad habits!"