Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)

Chapter 1955: Angel is Eager

In the early morning, Angel was in high spirits. She woke up early, had a nutritious breakfast, did her makeup like Belinda, and hopped into the car heading to the set, her mood filled with joy. Her manager, Adelaide, by her side, asked, "What's got you so happy?"

"Of course, good things!" she said with a smile, dragging out the end of her sentence.

Leaning back in her seat, she looked out the window with a content expression as the beautiful morning light streamed in, illuminating her face, filled with hyaluronic acid.

After a while, Angel turned her gaze back to the script, casually flipping through the pages with her fair, slender fingers.

Ah, she was quite pleased with today's shooting content!

Her lips curved slightly upwards, a hint of smugness, anticipation, and malicious coldness in her smile.

Remembering Summer's arrogant attitude towards her in the restroom yesterday, Angel's eyes sparkled with a hint of malice.

Who does she think she is? Just a newcomer, yet so audacious!

On set, in a large lounge room.

Upon Spencer's arrival, he immediately sought out the director and discussed his ideas about the day's shooting content.

"Spencer, sorry, but this drama doesn't allow acting beyond the script," the director mentioned the constraints, "It's a strict mandate from above. Imposing unrealistic scenes is not acceptable. Audiences are becoming more discerning, willing to pay, and we must show the proper attitude."

Spencer looked at him expressionlessly.

The director sighed softly, adding, "Because the script is excellent, I must handle it carefully. It's just a slap, not a gang beating scene. I think your concerns are excessive."

Is it?

Was he being overly cautious?

As an actor, Spencer knew precisely the professionalism expected of actors.

However, he felt sorry for Summer. He didn't trust Angel, believing that she would seek revenge and not hold back.

"Spencer, I apologize," the director expressed regret, "But Summer's recent performances have been outstanding. I believe she can handle it, and Angel won't go too far. She's a precise actress who can control her strength well."

Spencer didn't say much. With his hands in his pockets, he turned and walked away, his demeanor subtly cold.

Watching his departing figure, the director breathed a sigh of relief but wondered when he started feeling sympathy for female actors.

During the previous fight scene with Georgia, he personally slapped her multiple times without mercy.

After the drama aired, it triggered intense discussions online - were the lead actors really fighting or staging it?

Recalling his dinner with Summer last night, the director had a vague feeling that there was something extraordinary between the two.

However, even if they were involved, Spencer's personality wouldn't allow him to be serious.

Furthermore, he never dated women in the entertainment industry. Despite his philandering ways, he disdained the industry's lack of purity.

In the early morning.

Summer was also on her way to the set, driven by Elisa. The cool breeze swept through the window, tousling her soft hair, giving off a peaceful beauty.

Sitting quietly in the passenger seat, she focused on the script.

She had marked many points on the script in various colors, neatly done. She was a humble, diligent girl, and with this attitude, she would definitely blossom in the future.

When she wasn't reading the script, a slight worry crept in her mind. She felt that Angel might deliberately make things difficult for her, given the woman's questionable character.

But Summer also thought that as long as she did her best, with so many people watching, Angel wouldn't dare do anything too extreme, right?

At that moment, Angel's luxury car stopped outside the hotel. The bodyguard opened the door, and she stepped out with her fair, long legs. Oh, the air today felt sweet!