South Grant was sipping his cocktail at this moment, and upon seeing the message from Nathan Foster, he choked heavily.
He choked so hard that tears came out.
Just then, South Grant saw a hand in front of him handing over a tissue. He looked up and saw it was Vivian Lockwood.
"Thank you." South Grant took the tissue and wiped.
"Why aren't you playing with them?" Vivian Lockwood sat down next to him.
"I'm not good with alcohol." South Grant shook his cocktail, looking for an excuse.
Drinking is something that needs to be done with familiar people to be enjoyable.
At times like this, during games like these, South Grant usually wouldn't get involved.
The person sitting next to Chester Lynch had been watching Vivian Lockwood since he arrived.
Seeing Vivian now sitting beside South Grant, showing a gentleness she typically didn't have.
Men can be jealous too. He had been trying to get Vivian's attention before, but she brushed him off and deliberately avoided him.
