Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 280 - 279: Scheming Dog

South Grant no longer paid attention to them, watching Henry Grant’s car drive away, and shortly afterward Nathan Foster arrived.

"If you’re busy, you don’t need to come and get me. Dodo and Didi can come over."

"Not busy, I’ve got quite a bit of time lately."

South Grant heard that he had time and immediately thought of Didi’s compensation plan from the morning, so he asked Nathan Foster:

"If you’re not busy, do you have time tomorrow? Let’s go on a romantic date."

Nathan Foster was momentarily taken aback by South Grant’s words, then regained his composure and looked at South with a sideways glance, asking:

"Didn’t you say you’re famous now and afraid of being photographed?"

"It’s fine, I’ll disguise myself tomorrow, no one will recognize me." South Grant was quite confident in this regard.

After saying that, she glanced at the man beside her and asked uncertainly, "Then do you have time tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Hearing him affirm, South Grant inwardly gave herself a victory gesture; the compensation was complete.

The exam is next Monday, after returning home, Nathan Foster helped him review some of the month’s knowledge points.

South Grant has a high talent; her extraordinary memory is a significant advantage.

No matter what the question, as long as Nathan Foster has her practice it, she never forgets.

This is also the reason why she could accumulate a large amount of exam point knowledge this month. Nathan Foster estimated her performance after she finished two papers. It shouldn’t be a problem to apply to A-College.

While getting ready to wash up and sleep, Nathan Foster suddenly looked at South Grant and said, "What about the compensation you mentioned yesterday?"

South Grant was taken aback, "Didn’t we talk about it in the afternoon?"

"Oh?" Nathan Foster raised an eyebrow.

"It’s about us going on a date." Nathan Foster wouldn’t suddenly have forgotten what happened in the afternoon, right?

"Date?" Nathan Foster turned his head to look at South Grant, "Wasn’t it supposed to be me sacrificing to accompany you? How did it become you compensating me?"

South Grant: "..."

Why does every effective trick fail with Nathan Foster?

Moreover, it always leads to his trap.

Clearly, it was compensation for him, going on a date, how did it become his sacrifice to humor her?

"Clearly, I’m accompanying you on the date!" South Grant was unwilling to accept it.

Yet Nathan Foster laughed with ambiguous intent, "You just asked me if I had time tomorrow, wasn’t that my sacrifice?"

South Grant: "..."

Damn, you’re being unreasonable!

Nathan Foster’s eyes increasingly displayed a deep-seated amusement.

"So, where’s the compensation you promised?" Nathan Foster raised an eyebrow, not planning to let her off.

South Grant: "..."

"Don’t tell me you’re not prepared." Nathan Foster’s eyes slightly narrowed.

South Grant: "..."

South Grant realized she had a whole new understanding of Nathan Foster’s cunning.

By his side, she truly was child’s play!

"I mentioned yesterday, if the compensation isn’t ready, bear the consequences." Nathan Foster said, slowly lowering his head.

South Grant backed away until she reached the bedhead, with nowhere else to retreat, Nathan Foster propped his hand on the bedhead, enclosing her.

"Where do you want to escape to?"

Upon hearing his words, South Grant immediately felt like a little white rabbit falling into the trap, ready to be devoured by the big bad wolf at any moment.