Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1918: Rolling Up And Leaving

Chapter 1918: Rolling Up and Leaving

Soon, Sophia Violet's face drooped, tears brimming in her eyes as she clutched a bag with an unzipped zipper, filled to the brim with her personal belongings, some of which were spilling out. Struggling to hold it, she appeared slightly disheveled.

Exiting the elevator, she mechanically made her way towards the lobby like a walking corpse.

Having finally secured a role through connections, she had been directly manipulated by someone, and Angel's tactic of using another to do her dirty work was truly cunning. She couldn't understand why she alone had to bear the consequences in the end, while Angel emerged unscathed.

The director claimed it was Mr. Marsh's decision, leaving him with no choice but to comply. But why would Mr. Marsh intervene in such matters? Rumors had circulated that Summer was Mr. Marsh's woman... a thought that Sophia Violet couldn't even fathom.

Walking out desolately, feeling utterly disheartened, she reached the door only to unexpectedly encounter Summer, who had just arrived from a car.

Instinctively halting her steps, their gazes met. A flicker of panic passed through Sophia Violet's eyes, her swollen gaze betraying her distressed state. Observing her in this state, though outwardly calm, Summer couldn't help but be slightly surprised. What had transpired for her to look like she was about to roll up and leave?

However, moments later, Summer resumed her path, wanting to pass by without confrontation.

"Wait," Sophia Violet called out, stopping her in her tracks.

Summer halted beside her, the distance of less than half a meter between them.

"Today's events... Angel instructed me to do so," Sophia Violet softly confessed, without glancing at her.

Summer hesitated, turning to peer at her profile while Sophia Violet kept her gaze fixed forward. After a moment, she continued, "Angel wanted to drive you away. When you couldn't bear the job anymore, you would resign on your own." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"And what about you?" Summer inquired. "Why is it you who's leaving?"

A slight smirk played on Sophia Violet's lips as she let out a bitter laugh. Then, turning to face her, she said coldly, "Congratulations. You've been promoted from a new assistant to the third female lead."

The third female lead? Sophia Violet said nothing more, departing without another word.

With confusion and bewilderment, Summer continued onwards. As she ascended the stairs, two crew members entered the elevator with her, chatting nonchalantly without recognizing her.

"Sophia Violet is the director's relative, with such strong connections. If she can be replaced so easily, who is this Summer?"

"I have no idea. I've never seen this person before."

"I heard she's a new assistant, Angel's right hand."

"This Angel is quite cunning. I didn't expect even those around her to be so manipulative."

"I think this Summer is even more cunning. Since when does the director change personnel so easily?"

"I heard Summer is Mr. Marsh's woman, anyway, switching people was Mr. Marsh's decision."

"What? Mr. Marsh?"

"Shh, it's just hearsay..."

The elevator dinged and the doors opened, the two girls stepping out. As Summer stood inside the elevator, she overheard the conversation about her supposed relationship with Mr. Marsh, sending a shiver down her spine.

Where did that rumor come from? Such rumors were the most frightening, once they spread, what would the backlash be like online?

Sure enough, as she exited the elevator and approached the actors' resting area, she could feel the strange gazes directed her way.

"Miss Angel," Summer approached Angel, "I'm back."

Angel cast a sly glance at her, thinking to herself, where did this girl come from? She not only managed to drive away Sophia Violet but also secured the position of the female lead.