Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1979: Spencer'S Sense Of Crisis

Chapter 1979: Spencer's Sense of Crisis

Since they had exchanged numbers and had already seen each other's photos through posts, Summer saw the girl sitting by the window as soon as she entered. She was sitting upright, with her hair tied back in a half ponytail, exuding a fresh and beautiful aura, characteristic of a writer.

Summer smiled as she walked towards her.

"Sorry, Claire, I got stuck in traffic on the way here, that's why I'm late."

"No problem, I just arrived too," Claire replied, also taken aback by her beauty. The more she looked at Summer's natural appearance, the more attractive she found her to be.

"Summer, you look even better in person than in the photos," Claire complimented.

"Thank you," the girl replied with a smile.

It was the first time they had met, so they ordered the coffee that was the specialty of the cafe and felt an instant connection. They started talking about the script, discussing the character Riverflow, Tristan, Zoe, and Maren. They also delved into the inspiration behind writing this story and the fleeting moments of creativity that sparked in their minds. Claire was joyful as she shared the little anecdotes from the process of writing the book.

The two conversed effortlessly, with Summer proving to be a great listener.

On the set of "Noodle Couple," Spencer had just finished shooting a scene. When he turned around, he didn't see Summer anywhere. Feeling a hint of disappointment, he searched around to see if she had left. Had she gone?

He approached Andrew and asked, "Where's Summer?"

"I don't know," Andrew replied, scanning the area as well. He then looked at Spencer and said, "You didn't ask me to keep an eye on her."

Speechless, Spencer walked towards the rest area. Andrew followed him, curious to know, "Spencer, did you go to her place last night?" Unable to hold back his gossip-loving heart.

"How did you know?" Spencer asked, glancing at him.

"Elisa mentioned it, although she wasn't sure herself. She asked me, and I didn't know either. If there was nothing, why would there be this question?" Andrew was direct.

Recalling how he had cooked shrimp last night and successfully knocked on her door, Spencer was a bit proud as he mentioned, "Well, now I am her neighbor."

Andrew was shocked and stopped in his tracks.

Spencer flashed a smug look at him before heading towards the rest area.

Was this seizing the opportunity?

Had he gained an advantage by being so close?

Already neighbors???

As Spencer passed several rest areas without seeing Summer or Elisa, he grew a little upset. Andrew noticed Spencer looking for the two women and hastily caught up with him, suggesting, "They might have left since Summer's scenes ended early today."

"And what about Harlan?" Spencer pointedly asked, concerned. "Did he leave too? Did they leave together?"

"I really don't know," Andrew admitted.

Spencer stopped walking and instructed, "Be more attentive in the future. What's the point of watching me if you can't provide useful information?"

"I-"

"No 'I.' Finish for the day!" Spencer's mood soured.

The thought of Harlan boldly offering Summer coffee today made him angry. What was he thinking? Trying to steal his woman?

The Crescendo Cafe was a serene yet lively place. The owner had a sense of taste, and the spacious interior was adorned with vases of fresh flowers, warm yellow lights, and soft music playing in the background.

Summer and Claire enjoyed their coffee and script discussions in a pleasant atmosphere. The entrance of Harlan, dressed casually but tastefully, quickly caught the attention of the staff. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Boss, you're here? You didn't even give us a heads-up," the server exclaimed.