Mr. Marsh’s Twins

After a while, Mr. Campell and Mrs. Campell came out carrying bowls of noodles and noticed a guest in the shop. Ivan looked at them warmly, “Hello, are you Summer’s parents?” His lips curved slightly, and his voice was incredibly gentle.

Mr. Campell and Mrs. Campell immediately realized who he was-Mr. Marsh! They quickly turned around to place the noodles on the table and looked back at him in silence.

Ivan stepped forward with a polite smile on his handsome face, stopping at an appropriate distance. “Hello,” he greeted them with a gentlemanly bow, “My name is Ivan, Spencer’s brother.”

Seeing him perform such a grand gesture, the Campells felt stiff and overwhelmed. After all, Mr. Marsh was the president of Marsh Group, an influential figure in Arkpool City.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Aware of his own imposing presence, Ivan maintained a gentle demeanor, always smiling. “Please enjoy your breakfast; there’s no need to entertain me,” he said, indicating that he had time and it wasn’t valuable.

Mr. Campell and Mrs. Campell snapped back to reality and quickly shook their heads. How could they eat breakfast when Mr. Marsh was here? However, inviting Mr. Marsh to have noodles seemed too modest and impolite.

“Um…” Mr. Campell was at a loss for words.

At this moment, Spencer had also woken up early and went to the mall to buy many expensive supplements, including food ingredients and tea leaves, spending a considerable amount of money. He drove over alone without informing Summer.

In the flower shop, Mrs. Campell asked, “Mr. Marsh, are you here because of your brother and my daughter?”

“Exactly,” Ivan appreciated her directness. “I originally planned to go abroad for business today, so I came in a hurry and didn’t bring any gifts; please forgive me.” He bowed respectfully again.

“No problem at all; it’s an honor to have you here despite your busy schedule,” Mr. Campell said nervously but with a smile. “Mr. Marsh, please have a seat.”

The topic of their children was unavoidable.

“No need,” Ivan declined politely due to his tight schedule. “Uncle, Auntie, as Spencer’s brother, I’m here mainly to speak on his behalf.”

He knew Mrs. Campell didn’t like Spencer.

Mrs. Campell kept her eyes on him, feeling that he had an extraordinary presence. His neat sleeves were without a single wrinkle, let alone his clothes.

Such a man seemed like a godly figure yet was so gentle and courteous today.

“Last night Spencer brought Summer to my place for dinner,” Ivan continued calmly. “While playing chess with him, he mentioned your attitudes towards their decision to be together.” He paused before adding, “Auntie, I completely understand your concerns.”

Mrs. Campell sighed heavily and looked away; had he come to persuade them?

Ivan’s sincere attitude persisted as he said, “Spencer is not as described online. I can vouch for him with my character; he has grown and matured. Meeting Summer has made him better; she has a positive influence on him.”

“Please allow them to be together; finding someone you genuinely like in this vast world is not easy, and Summer likes him very much too.”

“Auntie, if you’re worried, you can set conditions or even sign an agreement with Spencer,” Ivan suggested earnestly. “But please don’t judge him solely based on his past.”