Mr. Marsh’s Twins

Rowan, with his compassionate heart, processed the situation and nodded. “Our team of doctors is very skilled. If she’s lucky, no matter how badly she’s beaten, she can survive.”

Claire didn’t want anyone to die either. She handed over her phone. “Look at these photos, the injuries are severe.” She was still a bit worried.

Rowan took the phone and examined the pictures. It was indeed brutal. “For someone to dare to use such force these days, there must be deep resentment involved. This woman is probably not innocent; in such cases, it’s usually both parties’ fault.”

“There are many reports about her online, both positive and negative.” Claire was very concerned. If someone really died, it would cause a huge scandal even before airing.

“This production of yours has certainly faced many challenges.” Rowan comforted her. “Although you’ve received the copyright fee, you probably still hope for a satisfactory outcome.”

“Yes, some things are about dreams and not just money.” Claire said to him. “You should go to the hospital later to check on her condition. It’s pitiful to be beaten like this. The delay in filming is secondary; we just don’t want any fatalities.”

“Alright,” Rowan agreed.

At that moment, Andrew had already arrived at the hospital. As he stepped into the elevator, his phone rang with a news alert-

“Top actress Angel beaten to a pulp! Life hanging by a thread! Horrific!”

He opened the article and was shocked by the report.

Ding, the elevator doors opened. Andrew walked out holding his phone, bewildered. Could this be Spencer’s way of revenge?

No police involvement; he wanted to handle it himself?

This seemed like something Spencer would do.

With such big news, could the police really ignore it?

This is bad! Mr. Marsh will find out too!

Andrew was in trouble; his task was to keep an eye on Spencer, but he failed.

He ran towards the room he had been told about. The door was open, and he saw Summer sitting up in bed with Spencer peeling an apple beside her.

“Andrew,” Summer noticed him at the door. “Why are you here?”

Andrew quickly put away his phone and walked into the room with a smile. “Summer, are you alright?”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Spencer glanced at him, and Andrew greeted him too. “Spencer.”

Spencer nodded and returned his focus to peeling the apple, thinking why did this third wheel have to show up?

Andrew’s eyes fell on the trash can, surprised by the long peel hanging down.

A naturally carefree and self-centered playboy peeling an apple?

Clearly not someone who usually takes care of others-more like someone who gets into fights.

It had to be said that love’s power is immense; it can change a person from inside out.

“Summer, how are you feeling today?” Andrew turned back to her. “I heard from Elisa that you were absent from the set yesterday, so I couldn’t come immediately.”

Spencer’s strange gaze fixed on him!

What right did he have to come immediately? On what grounds?

Andrew felt wronged under that jealous glare.

“I’m fine.” Summer smiled slightly; she looked much better than yesterday.

Andrew nodded and looked at her again before glancing at Spencer, who was almost done peeling the apple.

Spencer said, “It’s best to peel fruit; you never know what it’s been exposed to.” He handed her the peeled apple.

“Thank you.” As their fingers touched briefly, Summer noticed a bandage on his finger and asked with concern, “Did you hurt your finger?”