Chapter 1988: Ivan Arrives


    Chapter 1988: Ivan Arrives


    Spencer was having breakfast when he exined, "Why did I beat him up today? Because I


    consider you my friend."


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    Summer met his gaze, her beautiful face devoid of emotion.


    He continued, "I know the rumors about you and him must be troubling for you. It affects your


    acting, your character, and you haven''t yet adapted to the rules of the industry."


    Summer remained silent, not thanking him.


    After all, the incident had caused a big scene, injuries were sustained, and the filming progress of


    the entire drama was affected.


    Outside the lobby.


    A limited edition Lamborghini came to a stop, and a ck-d bodyguard opened the door. Ivan


    stepped out, tall and imposing, his features cold and handsome, exuding a restrained aura.


    The director''s assistant happened to be walking towards the lobby and caught sight of this god-like


    man and the car that money couldn''t buy from afar.


    Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned to inform the director!


    In no time, as Ivan took steps towards the entrance, the director rushed out with a pounding heart-


    "Mr. Marsh, why are you here?" His heart was racing, and he nervously approached Ivan, trying to


    keep up with his pace.


    The director''s mind was in disarray, unable to catch his breath, unsure of what to say.


    Ivan didn''t answer, nor did he stop walking. His presence alone was enough to be oppressive.


    The director followed him, sighing, and thenined, "Mr. Marsh, to be honest, I don''t think


    Summer should be on set. Today, Spencer and Han fought, apparently because of this woman."


    Ivan nced at him as they walked, a hint of cold sharpness in his deep eyes. "Summer is my


    friend. Do you want her reced or yourself?"


    The director was taken aback, trailing behind Mr. Marsh, feeling as though his blood had frozen.


    After a moment, Ivan said, "Have Angel swap roles with Summer, reshoot the whole drama, and


    count all losses on me."


    If the director hadn''t heard it himself, he wouldn''t have believed it.


    "Yes, yes, I''ll arrange it immediately." He didn''t dare argue, why rece Angel? What did she have


    to do with the fight today?


    Angel was truly innocent.


    Ivan walked briskly towards Spencer''s dressing room, followed by his bodyguards waiting by the


    car.


    The dressing room door was wide open, and the director felt cold sweat on his back.


    At that moment, the doctor had finished treating Spencer''s injured hands and had appliedrge


    band-aids.


    When Ivan entered, he saw Summer feeding Spencer a bun on the couch.


    Spencer, like a child, was enjoying it, seeming to forget the pain and feeling entitled to it.


    As footsteps approached, everyone in the dressing room looked up to see Ivan walking in.


    "Mr. Marsh." The doctor, who had finished his work, greeted respectfully and quickly left, unable to


    bear the man''s cold aura for too long.


    Andrew greeted him quietly, "Mr. Marsh."


    Ivan ignored everyone and locked eyes on Spencer from the moment he entered, feeling slightly


    irritated at the sight of his bruised and swollen face.


    He considered fighting to be a low-ss act.


    Just as Summer finished feeding him a ss of soy milk and a bun, she stood up with another bun


    in hand.


    By then, Spencer''s stomach had some food lining it.


    "Mr. Marsh," Summer also greeted Ivan.