Just as Fly began to move, Chester Lynch stood up and pressed Fly back into his seat.
"Fly, what do you think you’re doing?"
Fly was older than Chester Lynch, and his family, like the Lynch Family, had transitioned from politics to business.
This was supposed to be a casual gathering within the circle, but to his surprise, he was rendered speechless by South Grant.
If he didn’t teach that ignorant kid in front of him a lesson today, he’d be wasting his time in this circle.
"Lynch, don’t stop me. Watch how I give this pretty boy a good lesson today!"
Fly had never seen South Grant in this circle before. Coupled with South Grant’s enchanting appearance, he seemed like someone who’d be a kept man in the circle, perhaps even a bit soft.
This kind of person dared to embarrass him, and in front of Vivian Lockwood no less. How could Fly let him get away?
However, just as Fly stood up again, Caleb Holt rose with anger, positioning himself in front of South Grant.
Jackson Zane sighed and thought that Caleb Holt, the silly lad, couldn’t see that everyone here was either rich or powerful, and none could be challenged by him.
Truly the fearless courage of youth—straight out of college, unaware that these were people you simply don’t provoke.
Take Chester Lynch, sitting beside Fly, for instance. Jackson knew he was from the Lynch Family. Surely Fly had a similar background.
The fact that South Grant’s uncle was Nathan Foster was a secret kept by the Grant Family to prevent their shareholders from all siding with South Grant.
Thus, few in the business world knew of the connection between The Grant Family and the Foster Family.
Jackson Zane didn’t know either.
In this situation, Chester Lynch could obviously handle it, so why was Caleb Holt stirring things up?
Jackson Zane tugged at Caleb Holt’s sleeve, advising him not to get involved.
Caleb Holt remained still, continuing to stand in front of South Grant, looking as if whoever dared to touch South would have to contend with him.
Seeing Caleb Holt standing in front of him, South Grant couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
It seemed like Caleb Holt had become his personal enforcer.
South Grant glanced at Jackson Zane sitting beside him.
It wasn’t that Jackson Zane wasn’t siding with him; it was that Jackson, having navigated the social circles for many years, understood these power dynamics.
He wasn’t like Caleb Holt, unaware of everything and protecting South Grant with sheer determination.
Jackson Zane knew South Grant would be fine this time, so he stayed seated without intervening.
Moreover, he knew that even if there were issues, his stepping in wouldn’t help.
The sincerity of Caleb Holt was especially rare and precious.
Fly raised an eyebrow upon seeing Caleb Holt stand in front of South Grant.
People like them didn’t care about the entertainment industry. All they knew were some celebrity gossip stories, such as which actress got involved in a scandal.
At this point, Caleb Holt wasn’t a big star; at best, he was a rising actor with some popularity, unknown in this circle.
"And who are you?" Fly asked Caleb Holt.
Caleb Holt looked at him coldly, not intending to respond. Just then, a girl next to Fly recognized Caleb Holt.
"Hey, aren’t you the male star from ’Rhythm of the Heart’? The one all over Weibo these days."
When the others heard Caleb Holt was an actor, they looked surprised, with someone whispering:
"Who brought him here? Has the taste here gotten this low?"
The tone was full of blatant disdain and superiority.
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