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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1975
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Chapter 1975: Just Apologize, Okay?

Angel had yet to see Spencer today, and she had no idea how he was feeling. It felt like there was a heavy rock weighing down her

heart. She had no mood to look at the script, to prepare emotionally. She just didn't want to fall into the water again, it was too

cold! And too embarrassing!

As she was lost in her thoughts, the director approached. She heard his footsteps and raised her gaze, only to notice that the

director's expression was not quite right.

"Before we start filming, go talk to Spencer, apologize if you need to, and ask him to let it go," the director got straight to the point,

with little patience. "We're behind schedule, the producer has issued a warning, too many NGs in important scenes are

unacceptable."

"Why not warn him then? It's clearly intentional!" Angel exploded. "He's wasting everyone's time!"

The director's eyes hardened, he was almost sharp, "What about your performance yesterday morning? How many times did you

need retakes with Summer? That seemed intentional too!"

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"I..." Angel was speechless, feeling a heavy weight in her chest.

"Alright, alright, get going!" the director urged. "If you don't calm him down, you'll be the one at a loss in the end. | watched the

footage, he didn't even raise a hand yesterday."

Yes, Spencer was deliberate about it! Angel knew he not only didn't raise a hand, but he probably wanted to kick her too.

As Angel watched the director walk away, she felt an overwhelming sense of frustration. She thought about finding a big tree, but

at the crucial moment, she couldn't help at all.

After a while, the makeup artist applied blush for her, "There, Angel, your makeup for today is done."

She didn't say anything, just stood in front of the mirror, feeling truly miserable.

At that moment, Adelaide, who had been standing nearby, took a step towards her. "Go on, Spencer is in the rest room number 3,"

he thought apologizing would defuse the situation.

Angel's gaze shifted suddenly.

But Adelaide calmly said, "Angel, | think the director is right. If you don't apologize, you'll be the one to suffer in the end. After all,

he can retake a thousand times, and Mr. Marsh won't blhim for delaying the progress."

Angel felt invisible.

"This illegitimate son of a third party, with such an awkward status, has already been accepted into the Marsh family. It's clear how

tolerant Mr. Marsh is towards him," Adelaide analyzed.

Facing the facts, Angel took a deep breath. "This is the most suffocating film I've ever shot."

"But this is just the beginning. If you don't apologize, every day ahead might be very difficult for you."

Speechless, just the beginning?

What other surprises awaited her?

Angel couldn't afford to think too much. She couldn't waste any more time, she had to go to the rest room number 3!

Apologize, apologize, just a simple apology, right?

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Move your lips, it won't cost you anything!

In the rest room number 3, Andrew sat with Spencer on the sofa.

Spencer glanced at the script, his face was cold and his demeanor was a bit rebellious, no one knew what he was thinking. It was

unclear if he was actually reading the script, it didn't seem like it.

Soon, footsteps approached, and Andrew looked up to see the beautifully dressed Angel in an evening gown. Her gaze fell on

Spencer, with a touch of cold elegance in her eyes.

But Spencer didn't even raise an eyelid, as if he had already expected it to be her, and didn't quite feel like acknowledging her.

Andrew collected his gaze and discreetly reminded, "Spencer, Angel is here."

Spencer's face turned even colder, he slowly raised his eyes, locking his gaze on the woman in front of him, his eyes dark and

unfathomable.

Andrew looked at him, then at her, feeling the atmosphere getting awkward. So, he stood up, "Uh, I'll step out for a bit, you two

talk."

After saying that, he walked out, thinking, hopefully, | won't get caught up in this mess.