Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1998: Spencer Takes Summer Away

Chapter 1998: Spencer takes Summer Away

"I'll come by myself." Summer felt uncomfortable being sandwiched between them. Alas, Elisa happened to have something to do today, or else she would have sat next to her, and the situation wouldn't have turned out like this.

"Summer." Harlan was not angry either, his smile was faint, and he politely extended an invitation, "I heard there's a meteor shower tonight. I have stargazing equipment and have invited a few friends. Would you like to join us?"

Girls are usually quite interested in meteor showers. She had also seen the news, and indeed there was a meteor shower tonight. The effect would be excellent when viewed through stargazing equipment.

Summer turned her gaze towards him and softly asked, "Do you have professional equipment?"

"Yes." Harlan replied happily, "I'm very interested in the charm of nature."

"Summer." Spencer turned his gaze, and asked very seriously, "Aren't you supposed to study the script today? Tomorrow's first scene is yours, and you just changed roles. You haven't adapted yet. Why look at a meteor shower? Quickly finish your meal, go home and rehearse."

"..." Summer glanced at him, feeling speechless. She didn't say she wanted to watch the meteor shower, so why did he interrupt?

However, Harlan sensed something unusual. Finish your meal and then rehearse?

Rehearse at whose place? Why did it sound so smooth to say these two words?

Could it be that they... live together now? Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

In this round, Spencer won again, causing Harlan to have many doubts.

Summer silently ate her food, feeling the silent competition between the two men, not knowing what they were competing for.

An actress should rely on her acting skills rather than on scandals. Summer would do her best and not get involved between the two of them.

Even though the dinner was sumptuous, Angel didn't enjoy it.

The leading actress was replaced. There must be many people gossiping about her in private.

Furthermore, the director didn't care about her feelings at all, nor did he offer any consolation. He just politely touched glasses.

Just as Summer finished her bowl of rice, Spencer also put down his chopsticks.

He stood up and looked at everyone, saying gently and politely, "Um... please enjoy your meal. I'll take Summer with me first. We have a plot to discuss to ensure the emotions are in place and avoid delaying the progress for tomorrow."

Summer was slightly startled and looked at him.

The director looked at him, then at her, smiling, "Well then, go on." He dared not have any thoughts, trying to keep his mind pure.

Angel, however, was certain that these two definitely had a problem. Hmph, what's so special about them?

She was a newcomer, could she handle the responsibility of being the female lead?

Spencer changes women like clothes, just wait for the day Summer gets dumped! Let's see how she cries!!

"Let's go, Summer." Spencer stood beside the girl, softly inviting her.

Summer came to her senses, smiled at everyone, and had no choice but to stand up and follow him, bowing to everyone still dining, "We're leaving first." Then she left with Spencer.

Harlan sat in his chair, his face devoid of a smile, feeling particularly uncomfortable.

At the dining table, a staff member gossiped quietly, "Is Summer Spencer's new prey?"

"Probably not." The director replied solemnly, "Summer is Mr. Marsh's friend. Don't spread rumors."

This relationship... is somewhat mysterious.

Being called a friend by Mr. Marsh is probably not common in this world. Many are merely acquaintances, but for a person of his caliber, one must be very outstanding to become his friend.

Therefore, everyone's impression of Summer became even more mysterious.

Spencer walked ahead while Summer followed silently, both walking out of the hotel lobby without saying a word.

Not until he opened the car door for her and turned to look at her, saying, "Get in the car, Miss Summer."

The girl stood still, not really wanting to talk to him.

"Where's your car? Let Elisa come and drive it later. I've already contacted her." Spencer said to her, "I'll take you to a place now, I guarantee it will make your shooting smooth tomorrow."