As South Grant was coughing, he noticed an additional person on the big screen; it turned out Rosalind Sutton had arrived.

At that moment, South Grant’s full attention was drawn to the two people on the screen.

Henry Grant treated her with great courtesy, as if Rosalind Sutton were a goddess, personally pulling out a chair for her, his demeanor impeccably gentleman-like.

"I wonder what movie Young Master Grant invited me to discuss today?"

The Grant Group has recently invested in a film, an annual IP blockbuster, and many people are scrambling for roles within it.

Of course, the leading male and female roles are the most contested.

Rosalind Sutton’s resources are not scarce, but she is extremely selective about scripts; coincidentally, the film invested in by the Grant Group this time is a military-themed one.

Rosalind Sutton hails from a military family, naturally piquing her interest in this script, so she is eager to give it a try.

"Miss Sutton, you must have heard that the Grant Group has recently invested in a film called Iron Blood?"

"I’ve heard about it; it’s said that this film has already received military support, with government funding and military sponsorship. Is this true?" Rosalind Sutton asked with a faint smile.

"Miss Sutton is truly well-informed, as this news was just approved this morning, and you already know about it."

Rosalind Sutton chuckled softly, "I just happened to hear my grandfather mention it. I also know the female lead in it is a military doctor, who falls in love and comes to understand the male lead during an evacuation mission. My grandfather saw the script and said it resembled the story between him and my grandmother."

Upon hearing Rosalind Sutton’s words, Henry Grant knew this matter was promising.

"That’s correct. I didn’t expect Sir Sutton to have had such experiences. I wonder if Miss Sutton is interested in playing the female lead in Iron Blood? To experience firsthand the love between Sir Sutton and Madam Sutton forged amid the chaos of war."

Seeing Henry Grant’s directness, Rosalind Sutton smiled gracefully without any circumspection.

"To be honest, Young Master Grant, I’m here today precisely for the female lead role. I’m indeed interested in it, and I’m confident I can portray her excellently."

From the moment she saw the script, Rosalind Sutton was drawn to it. Having grown up listening to her grandparents’ love story, and now having a chance to portray such wartime love, she was eagerly willing.

Henry Grant looked delighted, "Having Miss Sutton join us is wonderful. I’ll immediately inform my father that Miss Sutton will take on the role of the female lead in this script."

Rosalind Sutton did not immediately accept but rather told Henry Grant:

"I appreciate Young Master Grant’s goodwill, but since it’s an open audition, I am willing to compete for this role alongside other actresses. I believe I can come out on top."

Rosalind Sutton was not looking for special treatment from Henry Grant, her desire was simply for an opportunity to audition.

As long as there’s a chance, she can fully express the emotions the military doctor needs to convey.

Henry Grant followed up with a smile.

"People often say that Miss Sutton has reached this point thanks to the Sutton Family’s connections, but that’s not the case. In my view, Miss Sutton has achieved this position through her own strength, which is truly admirable."

After that, the two exchanged pleasantries.

Henry Grant is quite adept in matters of the heart, able to create an engaging atmosphere.

At this point, he took out the script, discussing it with Rosalind Sutton, finding an excuse to get closer.

South Grant leaned back on the sofa, observing the scene before him, a cold smile on his lips as he said:

"Heh... Men, a gentleman is merely a patient wolf; all disguises are merely to consume you."

Nathan Foster, upon hearing South Grant’s words, raised an eyebrow.

"Overgeneralization." Nathan Foster sneered at her statement.

South Grant glanced at him and then nodded earnestly. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"True, you and Henry Grant are different. At least he pretends. He’s a fake gentleman; you’re a true beast."