Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1969: Spencer Still Doesn'T Let Go

Chapter 1969: Spencer Still Doesn't Let Go

Seeing Angel's departure, "One, two, three, start!" The director returned to his work position and gave the order.

All the extras gathered in groups of three or five, holding wine glasses and chatting, each looking the picture of success.

Spencer stood in his original position by the pool, took out his phone and made a call. His words were concise, his expression devoid of emotion. His handsome face was flawless from every angle.

"Tristan, so you're here too?"

Angel, with her dress swaying and high heels clicking, came towards him with joy in her voice and a smile on her face, as if she had been seeking him for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, Spencer looked at her. She was already standing in front of him, and with a natural sway of her foot, her weight shifted and she fell backward lightly.

"Ah!" A delicate cry came from the girl, but her entire movement, as a professional actress, was still coherent, natural, and even beautiful.

The cameras captured it all!

Splash!

"Ah!" Poor Angel fell into the water again! Spencer gazed at her coldly, once again not reaching out a hand to help.

"Ah- cough cough! Help..." The poor woman struggled in the pool, looking miserable and desperate.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

This time, except for two staff members jumping in to rescue Angel, everyone's eyes were on Spencer.

The director, cameraman, crew members, extras, Harlan, Summer, Elisa, Andrew... everyone's gaze fell on Spencer.

Everyone was confused. The same scene had unfolded twice. What was going on?

"Let's continue shooting tomorrow," Spencer said to the director. "I'm not in the right state today, and I have something to attend to. I'll leave now."

No one dared to stop him.

As he passed by the drenched and miserable Angel on his way out, Spencer threw her a mocking look and quickly left.

He did it on purpose!!

As the female lead, Angel, who had always appeared in the most beautiful image, was really furious this time.

Because of Spencer's departure, tonight's shoot was called off.

"Summer, let's exchange numbers," Harlan said, taking out his phone and looking gently at the girl in front of him.

"Okay, Mr. Harlan," Summer replied as she took out her phone.

"Call me Harlan. Through our collaboration on this show, we're definitely going to become friends," he said, sending her a friend request.

Summer looked up. "Harlan, nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

The text exchange was successful, and then they waved goodbye. Elisa drove Summer home, and night had already fallen.

Angel was still changing clothes, drying herself, and blow-drying her hair, still seething with frustration.

On the way home, Elisa glanced at the girl sitting in the passenger seat. "Summer, I feel like Spencer was avenging you today!"

Summer looked at her. "I can feel that he did it on purpose, but is it fair to say he was avenging me?"

"You two are friends. Besides, he probably couldn't stand Angel's behavior for a long time, so he took the opportunity to teach her a lesson."

In any case, it felt good.

But Summer also felt, "One time is enough. If it happens twice, I won't be able to act with him in the future."

"So, it's time to test Angel, isn't it? She's a first-line female star, isn't she?" Elisa looked forward to the next day's scenes. "If she can't handle this pressure, then she shouldn't continue."