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

The audition started at around 1:30 PM and didn’t end until past 9 PM.

Because it was so late, they had dinner directly at the hotel.

When they finished eating and went outside, they didn’t know when it had started snowing. The ground was already covered with a thin layer of snow. “It’s snowing,” said Hill Dawson.

“And quite a lot,” Allonzo Hobson said while taking pictures of the streetlights with his cell phone. “I didn’t think we’d see snow before the Chinese New Year.”

“Let’s each go our separate ways then,” Morris chimed in. “We should hurry, the roads will get even worse when the snow piles up.”

The group parted ways at the hotel entrance.

Kevin Clark glanced at Daisy Zane, who was watching the snow, and said, “Xavier, you take Hill home. We’ll go for a walk. I’ll send you the address on your phone.”

“Alright,” Xavier Dominic agreed readily. “Sister Emily, let me take you home.”

“Thanks, Young Master Hobson.”

Waiting for them to leave, Kevin Clark zipped up Daisy Zane’s down jacket and then put her hat on, “Do you like snow?”

Daisy Zane looked at him, “Maybe. I rarely see it.”

Kevin Clark met her gaze with a smile. Then he took her hand and put it in his pocket. They walked hand in hand along the roadside.

“In Cold Green Village, the lowest temperature of the year is about fifteen or sixteen degrees.” He said, “Will you be able to adapt to the weather here?”

“I’m fine.” Daisy Zane felt the snow melting as soon as it touched her fingers, “I have a strong ability to adapt.”

After hearing her words, Kevin Clark lifted an eyebrow and thought to himself: That’s good, as long as you can adapt.

They walked in silence for a while when Kevin asked, “When are you returning to Cold Green Village?”

Eager to shake off the water from her hand, Daisy Zane responded, “On the 3rd, I suppose. That’d make it just before New Year’s Eve. I’ll go there earlier to tidy up.”

Kevin Clark moved his hand, still holding hers, into her down jacket pocket. He then moved to her other side and wiped the water off her hand.

He held her icy hand in the palm of his hand, “Are you going back alone?”

“Yes.” Daisy Zane felt the warmth of his hand, “Everyone has to go home for the

Chinese New Year.”

Kevin Clark looked down and was silent for a while before asking, “When are you coming back?”

“After the 7th day of Lunar New Year,” she replied. “Director Hamilton just said his movie wouldn’t officially start until after the 15th. Since I have nothing else to do and I rarely go home, I’ll just stay a few more days.”

“There’s no internet in Cold Green Village,” said Kevin Clark suddenly. “And the signal is not good either.”

It took Daisy Zane a moment to understand his point, and then she laughed, “In that case, I’ll return to wish Third Master a happy new year.”

Kevin Clark sighed softly when he saw that she still didn’t plan on returning earlier, “Alright then.”

Daisy Zane didn’t return to Truro City but stayed in the Imperial Capital until the 3rd. Then she flew directly to the province where Cold Green Village was located.

Before boarding the plane, Holt Lawrence gave her a call.

He asked if she wanted to spend the Chinese New Year in the Imperial Capital.

But when Daisy Zane told him that she had already been in the Imperial Capital for six days and was leaving today, Holt Lawrence was so irritated that he almost choked on his words.

He abruptly hung up on her.

But by the time he called her back, Daisy Zane’s cell phone had already been turned off.

After a flight of over three hours and landing, Daisy Zane rented an off-road vehicle.

After having lunch, she drove toward Cold Green Village. It was manageable at the beginning, but once she entered the mountains, the winding roads made it very difficult to navigate.

It wasn’t until past 8 PM that she finally arrived at Cold Green Village.

They didn’t live in the village itself but on a hillside about one kilometer outside. They hardly interacted with the people in the village.

Unable to drive further, Daisy Zane had to lock the car, pick up her suitcase, and walk up the mountain.

There were two simple houses with small living spaces. One was for living, and the other was for cooking.

There was also a small courtyard made of piled stones. The courtyard wall was only waist-high.

It couldn’t be called beautiful, but it provided shelter from the wind and rain.

After being away for a year, the courtyard was overgrown with grass, and vines had climbed up the stone wall.

As she entered the courtyard, Daisy Zane took out her key and opened the door to the house where they lived.

The moment the wooden doors swung open, she saw horrifying images flashing through her mind—messy rooms and blood on the floor.

But when she opened the door, she was greeted by darkness and a faint musty smell..