Mr. Marsh’s Twins

“Summer, come on, you can eat this,” Elisa took care of her.

“I can do it myself,” she quickly took the spoon, “you don’t have to take care of me, it’s time to finish work.”

“I consider you a friend,” Elisa smiled at her. Although it’s a bit regrettable that Summer doesn’t remember her, it doesn’t matter. The heavens have brought them together again.

Friendship can continue…

“Me too,” Summer said, “I don’t have many friends, I’ve always been more closed off.”

Then both of them poured some juice into their cups. “Cheers to friendship!”

“Cheers to friendship!”

On the stairs, Angel, Adelaide, and a few friends were coming down. Angel didn’t have a show in the afternoon, so she finished work early and came to eat hot pot.

By chance, she looked up and saw those two women.

Angel held onto the railing and instinctively stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

Adelaide looked at her and then followed her gaze. She saw Summer and Elisa sitting there eating hot pot, and only Summer was with Elisa.

The first floor was empty, there weren’t many customers around them.

“How coincidental,” Angel snorted lightly and a cold smile appeared on her lips. She was ready to continue down the stairs, and her long-suppressed mood seemed to improve.

Adelaide quickly followed beside her. After they went downstairs, Angel wanted to walk over there but was stopped by Adelaide. “Angel, calm down.”

But Angel felt suffocated in her heart. She had been suffocating all along, and finally, heaven gave her a chance.

She heard that Spencer kissed that woman for real!

As for the scene where she had to pretend, she let it pass. But he even used the kissing scene as a chance to put on a lip mask, making her a laughingstock on the set!

She had heard several people talking about it.

Just as Adelaide held her back and she really wanted to go over there and slap Summer, Monica and Tristan walked into the hot pot restaurant, their arms linked.

“We’ve been to this place twice, right?” Monica’s voice, as clear as silver bells, came through, “Do you remember? We always sat in that spot.” She pointed her finger.

Tristan, tall and burly, indulgently turned his gaze to her, “Of course I do.”

But when they looked over at that spot, there were two girls sitting there today.

When they passed by Angel, Monica said, “That girl seems to be the female lead in Claire’s script. I saw her photo yesterday.”

“Really?” Tristan had been busy with work recently and hadn’t paid attention to the entertainment industry.

“Yes, it’s her,” Monica affirmed, “Her name is Summer. She gives off a cold and distant feeling, but she’s hardworking and smart. Claire said she had met her and really liked the aura she exudes.”

Tristan looked at his wife, gently asking, “Should we go up and say hello?”

“We can!” Monica looked happily at him and clung to his arm, heading towards those two girls.

Angel could only stand at the entrance without the impulse to go up and hit her. Soon, Adelaide pulled her away.

“You’re lucky you didn’t act earlier,” Adelaide said in a low voice, scared and covered in a cold sweat, “He is Mrs. Marsh’s brother, and Summer was recommended by Mr. Marsh.”

Angel didn’t say anything. Her mood was very depressed!

It seems like the whole world likes Summer!

“Hello, are you Miss Summer?” Monica stood beside the table with a kind smile on her face.

The two girls sitting there raised their heads and saw a pair of beautiful people standing in front of them, an ideal couple whose appearance matched perfectly. They were extremely good-looking.

Summer was a little confused because she had never seen this girl before. How could she know her name?

“Hello, I’m Monica, and this is my husband Tristan. My sister-in-law Claire and I talked about this script yesterday, and she said you were playing the female lead, and your aura suits it better.” Monica gracefully introduced herself, “I’ve seen your photos, so I shouldn’t be mistaken.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.