Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1917

Chapter 1917: Spencer Will Not Stand Idly By

"Ah?" The girl didn't react, unaware that he had overheard the previous discussion, so she didn't understand what he meant for a

moment.

Spencer looked at her with a gentle gaze, even a hint of a mischievous smile at the corner of his lips. "Which Miss Violet slapped

Summer?" he asked again.

The two girls were slightly shocked. Did the movie star Spencer also find women's conflicts interesting? But since he was asking, it

meant he had heard the previous conversation.

So, the girl lightly pursed her lips, pointed to a nearby place, and whispered, "See that? The girl in the pink dress, her nis

Sophia Violet. She slapped Angel's assistant Summer. It's said she's the director's..."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Spencer, hands in his pockets, turned and walked away, remembering the name.

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The two girls exchanged glances, feeling a bit strange. He just left like that? Without causing trouble for Sophia Violet, or even

finding out the whole story, he just left? Was he interested in this matter, or not?

They didn't think much about it, but Spencer was really handsome! Even his posture while walking was handsome, even his back

view was handsome!

It wasn't until they watched him disappear from sight that they snapped back to reality and didn't think about the matter further.

Inside the departing car, Spencer sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window with a serious gaze. After a while, he picked up

his phone and dialed a number, his handsface tense.

At that time, Ivan was in his office, sitting in front of his desk, approving an important report. His private phone rang, but he was

too busy writing on the report to check the screen.

Seeing the caller ID, Andrew reminded him, "Mr. Marsh, it's Spencer."

"Answer it, put it on speaker," Ivan said without looking at the screen.

Andrew did as instructed and placed the connected phone in front of Ivan. Ivan, still focused on the report, asked, "What's the

matter? Speak."

"A member of the cast named Sophia Violet wants Summer to play her role," Spencer's voice was low and deep.

"Reason?" Ivan wasn't very surprised, he just calmly asked for an explanation.

"She slapped Summer today. | don't want to see that kind of pest, it's disgusting," Spencer's mood seemed off.

Ivan remained silent. After a while, Spencer hung up.

He knew his brother would handle it, or he would deal with it his own way, and it wouldn't be as simple as just driving her away.

Ivan's goal was simple, he wanted Spencer to be happy, so he would definitely take care of it.

"Did you hear that?" Ivan continued approving the report and instructed Andrew, "You handle this."

Andrew paused and asked, "How should | handle it?"

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Ivan paused with his pen, looking at Andrew, "Do | need to teach you?"

"No, no need." But Andrew really didn't know how to handle entertainment industry matters.

Spencer's car drove on the main road, a red sedan passing by his Maybach...

Summer was driving, she had just cout of the hospital. Her mother had a slight hypoglycemia, but the doctor said it was not

serious, and her father had also arrived.

At that moment, Spencer was leaning back in the passenger seat, eyes closed, thinking only of Summer.

She had been slapped... she must be upset and in pain, right?

"Summer, rest assured, as long as I'm here, | won't let you suffer anymore," he silently swore in his heart, clenching his hand into a

fist with prominent knuckles, blaming himself for not arriving earlier today.

If he had been there, she wouldn't have been hit.