Mr. Marsh’s Twins

Spencer was stunned for a few seconds, then casually flipped through the documents. There was a lot of detailed information, including recent photos of Rupert Brightwood. He stared at the photos in shock and glanced at the tightly closed door. It was unbelievable! Just as he started investigating, his brother had already gathered all this information on Rupert Brightwood and delivered it to him early in the morning.

Spencer knew his brother had been very busy lately with several new projects and frequent business trips for on-site inspections. Holding these documents, Spencer felt a mix of emotions-gratitude towards his brother and a slight pang of sadness.

Rupert Brightwood’s information captivated him, and he quickly began to read through it meticulously. He was eager to understand this man better. Knowledge is power.

Forty minutes passed swiftly as Spencer read every word about Rupert Brightwood. High education, good looks, excellent personality, outstanding achievements from childhood to adulthood, well-liked by teachers and peers. While studying abroad, he held seventeen part-time jobs, gained extensive experience, and even turned down a high-paying offer from one of the world’s top 100 companies.

Spencer looked at Rupert Brightwood’s photo with a heavy heart. The man in the picture was handsome, around six feet tall, well-built, with a perfect smile that exuded warmth. In summary, after reading the resume and looking at the photos, Spencer felt an overwhelming lack of confidence. Rupert Brightwood was simply too perfect-so perfect it was intimidating.

He sat alone on the couch for twenty minutes, his mind filled with Rupert Brightwood’s life story. Although he hadn’t met him yet, it felt as if a living Rupert Brightwood was standing right in front of him, smiling.

Could such a perfect person really exist? How could someone be so flawless?

After his initial jealousy subsided, Spencer began to doubt. Not the authenticity of his brother’s information but whether Rupert Brightwood was crafting an image for himself-a highly strategic individual. Being this exceptional was suspicious!

Spencer pondered for a while before picking up his phone to call Ivan. The call connected quickly.

“What’s up? Go ahead,” Ivan said. He had just picked up Jennifer and was driving somewhere else.

“Brother, where are you? I need to see you. I have some questions,” Spencer said restlessly. “I’ve finished reading all the documents.”

“Tristan’s project with Swain Group and Bryton family is launching today. I need to show support,” Ivan replied. “Come to my office at two this afternoon.”

Spencer couldn’t argue but he couldn’t sit still either. No way-he had to see his brother immediately!Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Feeling like every second was an eternity, Spencer quickly looked up the project’s location on his phone-it wasn’t far. He packed up Rupert Brightwood’s documents, washed his face and brushed his teeth, changed out of his pajamas, grabbed his car keys and the documents, and headed out the door.

He needed to find Ivan!

The project was called “Harmonious Home.” Despite sounding like an old neighborhood, it was actually fourth-generation housing with great location, design, and lighting. Each unit came with a staggered sky garden-both beautiful and practical.

It was very popular among clients; young people could grow flowers and plants while older folks could cultivate organic vegetables. Choosing this place also had one main reason-