Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1926 Dreaming Of Spencer Scolding Her

Chapter 1926 Dreaming of Spencer Scolding Her

Feeling the warmth emanating from his body, she couldn't help but remember the little details from last night, a smile playing on the girl's lips as her cheeks blushed...

He's truly so gentle.

"What's wrong?" Tristan turned his gaze for a moment, continuing to fry the steaks in his hand, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"What do you think?" the girl's voice coquettish.

With her dark, mesmerizing eyelashes, she held onto him tightly, leaning against his back, "Tristan, I wish every day could be like this in the future, I just feel so happy."

"One house, two people, three meals, four seasons." Tristan held her hand, his handsome face tinged with a smile, "This is the happiness I desire."

To marry him, she felt blessed for three lifetimes.

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This morning, Summer woke up early, staying late watching the script last night, resulting in her even dream-acting with the movie king, Spencer.

She dreamed she messed up the performance and he scolded her severely.

Still reeling from the impact of the nightmare, she finished grooming and thought, was it really that bad?

Then she rehearsed with her sister at home.

"Sis, I think you did really well, honestly!" Agnes gave her a thumbs-up, "You don't need to act this role too much, just stand here, and that sense of determination will come out."

"Don't just comfort me, I dreamed last night, dreamt of Spencer scolding me to death."

"Dreams, generally speaking, are the opposite!" Agnes patted her sister's shoulder, comforting her, "I dreamed last night of winning a million in the lottery, only to wake up still dirt poor."

With the presence of her cute little sister enlivening the atmosphere, Summer, in her first acting role, felt less nervous.

Then they had breakfast together, she dropped her sister off at the company.

Then she went to the hotel where the crew was stationed.

She arrived early enough.

On the second floor in the makeup room, some artists had already arrived, but when everyone saw Summer walk in, there was a hint of strangeness in their eyes.

Sophia Violet suddenly got replaced, everyone knew about this.

And the rumor about Summer being Mr. Marsh's mistress had exploded overnight, everyone was half-believing and half-doubting.

Why doubt?

Because those who believed in Mr. Marsh's character and judgment knew that even if he were to find someone, it wouldn't be an ordinary assistant.

And why believe?

Because Sophia Violet, who got replaced, was the director's niece, higher in position than the director, only Mr. Marsh had the power to replace her.

So, the private discussions about this bizarre occurrence could fill a book.

And this world is full of malice towards women, hearts filled with both envy and jealousy.

Summer didn't care, she didn't explain, didn't greet them proactively, but walked into the makeup room.

She knew this area was public, as a newcomer, she would leave the better spots for the seniors, this was basic manners.

Summer walked towards the innermost spot.

"I wonder what tricks she used."

"Hmph, such people, won't last long in this circle, no acting skills, what's the talent in relying on men?"

As she passed by several artists, she heard a voice full of disdain, but proud as she was, she didn't look back or stop her pace.

Because without a direct callout, arguing with everyone on the first day of shooting here was pointless, the clean will always come out clean.

Sitting in the innermost spot, Summer gazed at herself in the mirror, no manager, no assistant, no staff paying attention to her.

But there was a strength in her clear and beautiful eyes, she was determined to give her best performance in this show, to give soul to the character Zoe.