Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1985: Strange, Why Can'T I Open It?

Chapter 1985: Strange, Why Can't I Open It?

The two men had a brawl, their faces showing the aftermath of the fight. It seemed that the filming task for today couldn't be completed. The director had no choice but to call Mr. Marsh and explain the situation.

Marsh Group, with towering skyscrapers standing proudly.

Ivan had just finished a video conference and was standing by the window, holding a cup of water, watching the clouds drift by as he pondered over a certain plan.

His phone rang, and he saw it was the director calling. He answered.

The director simple explained the situation, "Mr. Marsh, hello. Spencer and Harlan had a fight, both are injured and refuse to go to the hospital. They are both bruised and swollen. It seems like we won't be able to film today."

Ivan furrowed his brows slightly, responding in a deep voice, "I understand." He then hung up the phone.

After a while, he called Andrew's number.

At that moment, Andrew was in Spencer's dressing room, watching nervously as the medical staff tended to his wounds. He answered the call, "Hello, Mr. Marsh."

"Is he badly hurt?" Ivan didn't ask for the reason, but instinctively cared about his brother's condition.

Andrew, looking at the man wincing in pain from the treatment, felt a pang of compassion, "Well, not too serious. His face is bruised, there's blood on his lips and nostrils, his eyes... a bit swollen. Otherwise, he should be fine."

Listening to his description, Ivan could already imagine the scene.

Mr. Marsh remained silent, and Andrew didn't know what else to say. The call continued in silence.

Glancing sympathetically at Spencer, who was receiving treatment, Andrew felt like he was looking at a troubled child.

After a while, a voice came from the other end of the line, Ivan inquired, "The reason? Why did they fight?"

"Harlan had dinner with Summer last night, it got captured by the press and made news. Then... Spencer probably couldn't hold back his anger." Andrew reported, part fact, part speculation.

Ivan couldn't understand, "So, he just went and punched Harlan? And got hurt himself?"

It was just a meal, was it worth all this?

"... Andrew moved aside, whispering, "Maybe... because he cared too much, so he became sensitive." Understanding to a degree.

Spencer heard, he kept a straight face, not arguing. He knew clearly in his heart, caring was one thing, but it was Harlan's attitude that had infuriated him!

This man just wouldn't listen, he needed a lesson!

If they really had to compare who got hurt worse, Harlan was slightly worse off.

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In the president's office, not another word was spoken, Ivan hang up and left the room.

In another rest room.

Summer saw the news on her phone, captured having dinner with Harlan last night, and the media portrayed him as her boyfriend, distorting the truth.

So, was Spencer angry because of this?

As a friend, was Spencer standing up for her?

But the webpage suddenly disappeared, with a strong signal but unable to refresh.

Looking at the phone screen in confusion, Elisa pointed, "Summer..." gazing at the girl not far away, "Did someone take care of it?"

Who could it be?

Was it Spencer?

Summer had a guilty conscience as she realized the fight between these two had caused a delay in filming.

Elisa analyzed, "It must have been taken care of by someone." She didn't dare to speak out of turn, but she knew Harlan was out, as Summer had rejected him directly. This was the result of impatience.

Elisa thought to herself, Spencer, you must stay composed.