Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 395: Chapter 394: This Girl Is Pretty Flirty

What happened?

Something huge happened!

"My uncle came back from abroad today. I originally said I’d pick him up, but because of the launch ceremony, he got left hanging at the airport. Leaving him hanging is one thing, but forgetting him while I’m out drinking with you guys, I’m definitely in for the family wrath when I get back!"

Rosalind Sutton listened to South Grant’s words, and the image of Nathan Foster’s stern face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Rosalind laughed, then said to South Grant, "How scary can he be? More strict than my grandpa? My grandpa set a curfew for me, and I still didn’t go back, did I? Don’t worry, I’ll call your uncle and say you’re with me."

South Grant felt that no one could call on his behalf now, as Nathan Foster gets jealous regardless of gender.

Seeing Rosalind take out her phone getting ready to call, South Grant quickly stopped her and said, "No worries, I’ll do it myself."

"Alright, then you call yourself." Rosalind said with a smile.

South thought, well, if sticking your neck out or hiding it both get you chopped, might as well live it up. Worst case, I’ll kneel on a keyboard when I get home at night.

So she took out her phone, scrolled to Nathan Foster’s WeChat, and sent him a message.

"Uncle, I have to join the team tomorrow. Tonight, I’m hanging out with Rosalind Sutton and the crew at a (sensitive word) party bar."

What South Grant meant to type was: at a bar.

She didn’t know how that word "party" jumped in there, likely because it was a commonly used word in her input method, and just like that, it zipped off to Nathan Foster.

The trouble is, after sending, South didn’t bother to check what she had sent and slipped her phone back into her pocket.

Langston Caldwell was at this time being flattered by Fly, comfortably lounging on the sofa, enjoying the shoulder and leg massages.

Just when his phone went off, he saw it was a message from Nathan Foster.

"Is she with you?"

This "she" obviously referred to South Grant. Langston took out his phone, snapped a quick picture of South, and sent it over.

Indicating that South was indeed with him.

Little did he expect, at this moment, South Grant was playing drinking games with the crew, and unfortunately got punished. Initially, she was supposed to drink a cup of liquor, but Caleb Holt stopped her.

The group said drinking juice didn’t count, so she had to choose a different punishment, and she drew the one that required her to kiss someone present.

After considering and reconsidering, the only one she felt comfortable kissing was Rosalind Sutton.

So, she leaned over and gave Rosalind a smack on the cheek.

And as it happened, Langston caught this scene on camera and sent it over to Nathan Foster.

Langston didn’t think much of it; it was just a drinking game. Besides, Rosalind is a girl, and a joking kiss between sisters is harmless.

Little did he know, on the other end of the line, Nathan Foster’s face was already as black as the bottom of a pot when he saw the photo.

He dodged Chester Lynch, dodged Wendy Lynch, but couldn’t dodge Rosalind Sutton?

Nathan Foster picked up his car keys, started the car from the garage, and headed toward the bar.

Langston, the type to enjoy the chaos without getting enough of it, glanced at the situation and sent Nathan Foster another message.

"This girl dresses as a guy quite provocatively, flirting with both chicks and dudes, leaving none out. Next to her is some kid named Ronan playing housekeeper, not letting her drink a drop. I’d think it was your carbon copy if I didn’t know better."