Just now, Nathan Foster clearly heard the conversation between South Grant and Shawn Grant.

Now that the call is ended, he’s already guessed that South Grant will definitely ask.

Regarding Ian Grant’s matter, South Grant has nothing to hide from her.

"The investigation shows your father died naturally, acute myocardial infarction, and when sent to the hospital, rescue efforts failed, and the doctor pronounced him dead."

Nathan Foster spoke with utmost solemnity, and South Grant looked into Nathan Foster’s eyes. She knew Nathan Foster wasn’t lying, nor did he need to lie, her father indeed died naturally.

Shawn Grant probably said that deliberately to incite her resentment.

Even if her father’s affair has nothing to do with Miles Grant, that psychologist Seth is certainly arranged by Miles.

South Grant was silent for a while, then after a moment, she raised her head and asked Nathan:

"Is there any progress in the investigation you mentioned?"

Nathan Foster, seeing South Grant asking about the matter with the USB, shook his head.

"Still investigating."

"Oh."

Afterwards, South Grant lay back in her position, she turned her back to Nathan Foster, unable to sleep, her mind preoccupied with her father’s matter.

At this time, South Grant’s earlobe felt a bit ticklish, and then she sensed a familiar aura approaching her.

South Grant thought to herself, is Nathan Foster acting on impulse again?

While South Grant was contemplating her strategy, she heard a deep, magnetic voice by her ear:

"You want to deal with Miles Grant, but it’s just the flick of a finger for me, why complicate things?"

Hearing Nathan Foster’s words, South Grant was taken aback.

Suddenly recalling a night in a past life when she had pleaded with Nathan Foster.

Back then, Miles Grant was powerful, and South Grant was in the entertainment industry, wanting to bring him down wasn’t easy.

She had considered relying on Nathan Foster, but Nathan Foster ruthlessly refused.

In this lifetime, South Grant never thought of relying on anyone. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Her father’s vengeance, she’ll avenge.

Her father’s estate, she’ll fight for.

She refuses to rely on anyone ever again.

Once accustomed to relying, one forgets one’s foundation.

Like vines clinging to a tree, once the tree falls, the vine cannot survive.

Relying on others’ strength is not true strength, only by being strong herself will she fear nothing.

"Using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, some people I prefer to handle personally. If I can’t manage, I’ll naturally ask you, uncle, for help."

South Grant responded to Nathan Foster.

At this time, Nathan Foster cupped her cheeks, making her face him.

"Why do it feel like your words are perfunctory?"

Haha, your instinct is spot on!

I am indeed being perfunctory!

"Uncle’s help comes at a price I can’t afford. Just inquiring about Henry Grant’s dirt and uncle was evasive, giving you benefits but didn’t tell me anything. If I use uncle’s help in the future, no telling how uncle will make it difficult for me."

Though she won’t rely on Nathan Foster for revenge, she can utilize Nathan Foster.

Relying and utilizing are two concepts.

Relying is her actively seeking Nathan Foster’s help, while utilizing is having Nathan Foster willingly act as her blade.

The difference is vast.

Nathan Foster is a shrewd person, even though South Grant has become much smarter after rebirth, her thoughts haven’t escaped Nathan Foster.

"You want to trick me?"

South Grant looked at Nathan Foster with a raised eyebrow, her brows cold and sharp, and this time she subtly curved her lips.

"So, uncle, will you fall into the trap?"

ps: there’s more to update.