Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 2009: A Meeting With The Sister

Chapter 2009: A Meeting with the Sister

"Yes, he is not only very professional, but also very patient. However, it is also because you work very hard and have a high level of understanding.” In Elisa's heart, she has always been so outstanding.

Elisa drove Summer to the downstairs, saying to her, "Shall I come to pick you up tomorrow?”

Summer was not dramatic, "Actually, I can drive there myself. There's no need to trouble you for things I can handle myself.”

"No, no, no, as your agent and assistant, I still have to take care of you more.” She didn't think it was a hassle. "If I get paid, I have to do the job.” Summer handed her a smile and waved at her, "Take care."

The two quickly said goodbye, and Summer got out of the car. The first thing she did when she got home was to take a shower, washing away all the fatigue and tiredness.

Then she picked up the script and a highlighter, and carefully studied the shooting content for the next day. Downstairs, the elevator door opened, and Spencer calmly walked in

Agnes, who had just finished work, rushed into the community and ran towards the unit door. At the moment the elevator door was about to close, she quickly pressed the open button, "Wait. wait!"

The elevator door opened again, and she quickly squeezed in, only to realize the man beside her was Spencer??? So, she didn’t press the floor number button, but just looked at him, dazed! Spencer turned, meeting the girl's gaze, kindly asking, "What floor are you going to?”

"The same as you." The girl stared at him intently, feeling that he was even more handsome than in the photos online, a kind of charming handsomeness that not just anyone had.

Having heard her answer, Spencer looked her up and down. Is she a fan? Following him over?

Agnes withdrew her gaze. She wasn't being infatuated, and she knew that he was her sister's partner, but she didn't say anything. nor did she reveal her own identity.

It wasn't until the elevator arrived at the tenth floor and the door opened that Agnes hastily stepped out of the elevator. She walked to the left, and Spencer, who followed her, saw the girl enter Summer's room after she entered the password. Bang-!

The door closed.

"..." He stood outside for a long time, picturing the face of this little girl-Who is she? Is she Summer's sister? Agnes?

Although Spencer hadn't met her, he had heard Summer mention this sister when he was in high school. He remembered this name.

If you do the math, this sister is still very young, around 20 years old... Has she graduated from college?Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She usually doesn't live here, does she? Otherwise, how could he have not met her even after bringing prawns to Summer twice?

Spencer regained his thoughts and returned {6 the room on the right: He opened the refrigerator, took outa pack ¢ of Pacific prawns, and hurriedly thawed them. He was goingto cook prawns for the two sisters..Content bélongs to ~

He should at least say hello to this little sister, right? It would be best if he could make a friend, maybe exchange phone numbers or something Spencer was thinking about everything, unwilling to let go of any possibility.

Half an hour later.

The doorbell rang, and the sister was studying the script in the study. Agnes heard the doorbell and put down the album, walking towards the front door.

Looking through the peephole, was it Spencer?

Letting go of her guard, she N cautiously opened he door, only-to see the man outside holding a plate of hot prawns. “Hello, I just nade sore prawns, want to try?" “ ~~

‘..." Agnes looked at him, then at the. prawns. inthe plate, and seeing bis) smiling and gentle face, she thought sincé he's a neighbor, she might as well let him in.

"Please come in, Mr. Lawrence.” "Call me Spencer.” He stepped inside familiarly and placed the plate on the dining table. "Where is your sister? Working on the script?” "How did you knew I am her sister?” Agnes was quick-witted and asked directly.

Spencer also reacted quickly. He set down the plate and turned, "I guessed it. You both have a strong resemblance.”