Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1892: A Childhood Friend

Chapter 1892: A Childhood Friend

"Andrew, this early?" The girl was surprised to see him and tried to sit up with effort.

"I'm here to help you." Andrew took a few steps forward, quickly set down the breakfast, and pressed a button. The front half of the ward began to fold upward, and the girl was able to sit up without any effort.

"Thank you." Agnes smiled warmly at him, feeling a bit embarrassed. "My parents own three flower shops and are very busy, so I didn't want to bother them with this minor injury."

"It's normal to be in the hospital alone, no need to be shy." Andrew comforted her, telling a lie, "I've been in the hospital alone before too."

He handed her the breakfast gently, saying, "Eat while it's still warm, I'll bring you lunch later."

"You've been so helpful these days, I can just order takeout."

"But a girl who won't even eat canned food with preservatives, how can she eat takeout? You always take such good care of your body, right?"

The girl replied with a gentle smile, "Not really, you don't have to come over for lunch, I know you're busy. My best friend knows about my situation and is on the way here, I guess she'll stay with me for a few days."

"Best friend?" Just as Andrew spoke, the door of the ward burst open.

"Agnes, are you okay?!" Ansel, seeing the two people in the ward, was out of breath and stunned for a moment!

Instead of immediately asking about the girl's injury, his gaze fell on the unfamiliar man in front of the bed, asking, "Who are you?"

Andrew met his gaze, clearly misunderstood.

At this moment, Agnes hurriedly spoke, "He is our boss's assistant, who just brought me breakfast."

Representing the boss's condolences? Acceptable.

"Oh, thank you!" The young man immediately smiled and reached out to Andrew, "Hello, I'm Ansel! I'm Agnes's childhood friend!"

It was clear to Andrew that this young man liked the girl.

He smiled politely and shook hands, "Hello."

Then Andrew looked at the girl sitting by the bed, "I'll leave now, I have a morning meeting at the company."

"Okay, thank you, Andrew."

"You're welcome."

Andrew turned and left, feeling a little bit of loss in his heart because of this young man's appearance.

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These days when he came to visit her, she would always insist on painting on her tablet. She said she truly loved it, and they talked about emotions and ideals. Andrew was a bit impressed by this kind of spirit.

Marsh Group.

Someone entered the CEO's office and reported, "Mr. Marsh, Miss Russell's novel has been adapted into a script, please take a look."

"So fast?" Ivan was a bit surprised and took the thick book.

"We worked overnight to finish it, knowing that this project is urgent."

It was urgent because Ivan wanted Spencer to be busy, not giving him a single free day.

"Alright, I'll read the script, you all have worked hard." Ivan glanced at the project leader, "Prepare to start auditioning for the female lead."

"The female lead has a fiery personality, a clear sunflower girl. Among the actresses we looked at, none completely matched the character, so we think maybe auditioning from a group of newcomers might be better." The project leader smiled and humbly said, "Of course, this is just my suggestion."

"Because the success of the show depends on the audience paying, I suggest letting the audience choose the female lead themselves through online voting." That was also Ivan's idea.