Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 309 - 308: South’s First Little Brother Debuts

Caleb Holt’s heart trembled violently when he heard South Grant say that he would not abandon his colleagues and friends.

Sometimes, human relationships are born out of such a fleeting moment.

The news online was everywhere, trending for ages, and colleagues in the company pointed fingers at him. Even Shawn Grant, whom he once considered a guiding mentor, handed him a termination contract after the incident.

What is the low point of life? Nothing more than this.

Yet, just at this low point in life, South Grant’s words made Caleb Holt remember this moment for years to come, never forgetting it.

"Do you believe in me?" Caleb Holt’s voice was somewhat hoarse, not knowing if it was due to the metaphorical stone lodged in his throat at this moment or the effect of alcohol.

"My presence here already shows you my stance."

After South Grant finished speaking, Caleb Holt’s expression showed a trace of excitement.

After all, being young, just a freshly graduated student, he hadn’t yet seen the sinister side of society, nor had he borne the cutting rumors of the entertainment industry.

When facing such matters for the first time, it’s inevitably disheartening.

South Grant, now sitting on his sofa, watched Caleb Holt dazed and asked him with a raised eyebrow, "Do I need to pour my own water?"

Caleb Holt’s face flushed at that moment, then he turned around to pour a glass of water and placed it in front of South Grant.

He sat across from South Grant, appearing somewhat flustered.

Perhaps it wasn’t flustered, but rather nervous; when facing South Grant, he didn’t know how to handle his nervousness.

After all, in those rumors and attacks, South Grant was the first to stand up and believe in him.

Caleb Holt was nervous, yet also slightly moved.

"Caleb Holt, do you know of a phrase?"

"What is it?"

"To wear the crown, one must bear its weight. To hold the rose, one must bear its thorns. If you want to gain something, you must also bear some negative aspects it brings," South Grant said with a very serious expression.

Caleb Holt was slightly stunned, both by South Grant’s seriousness and his words.

"You have to understand, this phrase isn’t just empty words. In the entertainment industry, this is particularly evident. When fame and wealth give you a sense of achievement, they also bring negative aspects. Some people will like you, and naturally, there will be some who do not. Some may love you to the point of madness, others may envy with green-eyed jealousy. In such situations, disputes are inevitable. Just as you previously stood on stage receiving praise, now that something has happened, those who once praised you will inevitably retaliate with tenfold of bad words, feeling deceived. Before entering this circle, you need to prepare yourself, can you handle the double-edged sword of fame and fortune, bringing both benefits and evils?"

After finishing this speech, South Grant paused, then looked at him, "If a little setback leaves you crestfallen, I’m sorry! Shawn Grant terminated the contract with you, and I wouldn’t sign you on either. I can choose some candidates who may not stand out in talent, but as long as they have the strength on their shoulders to bear it, and the courage to bear rumors, I will spare no effort to support them because their overall endurance is strong, allowing them to go further. Caleb Holt, can you do it?"

Caleb Holt tightly clenched his hand beside him, his lips slightly trembling, and as he looked at South Grant, determination slowly gathered in his eyes.

"I can."

ps: Congratulations to South, for bringing his first protégé into the spotlight~