The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

Charles Amos woke up in the intensive care unit at noon and was allowed to have family visit him for ten minutes in the afternoon. Daisy Zane let Wilton

Edwards go in and specifically told him not to mention that she had been there.

Kevin Clark left early in the afternoon because of some matters.

Hearing that Charles Amos was not in any serious condition, Daisy Zane left the hospital the next morning and took a taxi to the headquarters of Spotlight.

Spotlight’s building was quite far away, close to the edge of the Imperial Capital.

Felix Baker bought the office building on the edge of the city for its relatively cheap cost.

When Daisy Zane arrived at the ground floor of the Spotlight building, she called Mr. Baker’s assistant, Anna Skyler, to pick her up.

“Sister!” Anna Skyler hurried downstairs as soon as she received the call, hugged Daisy Zane briefly, and then let go. “Sister, why didn’t you tell us in advance? We could have prepared.”

“Surprise attack.”

“Alright, alright, surprise attack.” Anna Skyler walked with her towards the skyscraper. “Mr. Baker isn’t here; he flew to D Continent a few days ago to look at the mine.”

“Well, I came because he’s not here.”

Anna Skyler laughed, “Mr. Baker would be so happy to know you’re here.”

As they reached the door, Anna pulled the glass door open to let Daisy Zane through.

“Thank you,” Anna Skyler said with a smile.

The man nodded slightly with a smile.

Wearing a mask, Daisy Zane glanced at the man as she entered.

The man looked handsome with sharp features and had a small mole below his left eyebrow. While Daisy Zane looked at him, he was also looking at her, as if thinking about something.

Daisy Zane felt that she had seen him before, but she couldn’t recall who he was for a moment.

It wasn’t until she entered the elevator that she asked, “Is that man from the

company!”

“He’s here for an interview.” Anna Skyler suddenly became smitten. “He graduated from a prestigious overseas jewelry design school, and his designs are excellent. He’s also a wealthy second-generation. His family owns a company for him to inherit, but he insists on being a designer in another company. He’s good-looking and very polite.”

Daisy Zane glanced at the girl next to her, “You know so much?”

“I listened in on the interview,” Anna Skyler said, “By the way, his name is Jace Miles, from Truro City.”

Daisy Zane: . No wonder he looked familiar; he was Amelia Miles’ elder brother. She had seen their photos, they looked similar to Hobson Family.

“Sister, do you want to visit the design department?” Anna Skyler asked, “They all admire you.”

“No,” Daisy Zane said, “I’m here to pick up some of my old drafts and then leave.”

“Stay a little longer, I haven’t seen you for so long,” Anna Skyler insisted.

“Some other time,” Daisy Zane walked out of the elevator toward Mr. Baker’s office, “What have you been working on recently?”

“Just the usual stuff,” Anna Skyler said, “Oh, right, we’re currently selecting a spokesperson. So many celebrities, my eyes are getting tired. They need to have influence, and their image and temperament must match our designs.”

“Phoebe Turner,” Daisy Zane suggested, “Just an idea for you to consider. She’s a Best Actress with international influence. Although she’s older, she has experiences and maturity that young artists don’t have. A woman’s charm is not only about her appearance but also about her inner richness, strength, and the experience accumulated over time.”

Anna Skyler looked at Daisy Zane in astonishment.

“Of course, whether or not you can persuade Phoebe Turner to join is another matter.” Daisy Zane pushed open Mr. Baker’s office door, “You can go back to your work. ”

“Alright.”

Daisy Zane kept all her discarded design drafts, as they once contained her thoughts. There was also a lot of other sketches she had drawn.

Before going to Truro City, she had locked them in a safe specially prepared for her in Mr. Baker’s office.

She took a few sketches and put them in a file bag. Then she picked up a piece of paper and a pen on the desk, drew a b*stard on it, and posted it on Mr.

Baker’s computer. She even left the words “Clayson Ninevara” as her signature.

Charles Amos stayed in the hospital for three days. The child’s recovery was going well, and there was no relapse. He’d be able to leave the hospital in a few more days.

There was filming to be done in Truro City, so after making sure Arthur was okay, Daisy Zane planned to leave after taking a distant look at him from outside the ward while he was napping.

“Lady, you’ve come all this way, why not go in and see him?” Wilton Edwards said, “Young Master would definitely be very happy if he knew you came.” “There’s no need.” Daisy Zane lowered her gaze and said.

Kevin Clark had been busy these past few days and hadn’t come. It was only today when he arrived with Daisy Zane that he found out she hadn’t visited the child all this time.

“Lady, why are you… doing this to yourself?” Wilton Edwards didn’t know what to say and only uttered these words after faltering for a long time.

“You all take good care of him.” Daisy Zane’s face showed nothing but coldness, devoid of any extra emotion, “If you need anything, just tell James Collins and he’ll arrange things.”

“Lady…”

“Alright, I’m leaving now.”

After saying this, Daisy Zane got in the car first. Wilton Edwards hesitated, then turned to look at Kevin Clark.

Kevin Clark glanced at Daisy Zane, nodded at Wilton Edwards, and then got in the car himself.

Wilton Edwards could only watch them leave.

In the car, Daisy Zane sat in the copilot’s seat and didn’t say anything.

Kevin Clark drove, and it wasn’t until the third red light stopped the car that he finally spoke, “Why didn’t you see Charles Amos?”

Daisy Zane was silent for a moment and didn’t answer this question. Instead, she said, “Kevin Clark, you only asked half of the question that day, and you didn’t ask the other half.’

“Hmm? What question?” The red light was short, and soon it turned green, so the car started moving again.

Daisy Zane looked out the window and slowly began, “You asked about his father, but you didn’t ask about his mother.”

Suddenly, Kevin Clark hit the steering wheel, slammed on the brakes, and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Luckily Daisy Zane reacted quickly and didn’t hit her head on the glass.

“Are you okay?” Kevin Clark touched Daisy Zane’s head first, “Did you hit yourself?”

Daisy Zane looked at him and said, “Third Master, your driving isn’t very good.”

“Cough.” Kevin Clark cleared his throat, “The performance of this car is a bit poor.”

Daisy Zane laughed, clearly mocking him.

But Kevin Clark’s mind wasn’t on this, and after calming down a bit, he asked,

“What about Charles Amos’s mother?”

“She had a difficult delivery when giving birth to him and didn’t make it through,” Daisy Zane said.

When Kevin Clark heard this, he didn’t even know what to feel. The usually calm and composed man had experienced an emotional roller coaster in just a few days.

Having barely accepted the highest point of the ride, he suddenly realized that he was still on the ground.

The fluctuations were so great that there was no reaction.

He held the steering wheel, and after a while, he said blankly, “I thought he…”

“Thought he was mine?” Daisy Zane looked at his reaction and found it somewhat amusing. “Just because he called me ‘Mom’, you thought I gave birth to him?”

“He’s eight years old. When he was born, I wasn’t even an adult yet.” Kevin Clark gradually regained his composure, “He’s eight?”

“He’s just developing slowly and looks younger,” Daisy Zane said, “When he was one, his father…

Daisy Zane suddenly furrowed her brows, her fingers unconsciously tightening. She immediately shifted the topic to Charles Amos, “When he was little, he spent more time with me. As he grew older, I handed him over to Wilton Edwards, only occasionally visiting him. I didn’t want him to get too close to me; it’s better for him to gradually forget about me, but this process seems a bit slow and a bit…painful.”

Kevin Clark grasped her hand and gently squeezed it, “Why?”

“I don’t know how long I can accompany him.” Daisy Zane held Kevin Clark’s hand in return, looking at it as she spoke words she had never shared with anyone before, “I don’t want him to experience the pain of being separated from someone he’s close to. It’s better to let him forget about me sooner..”