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

After finishing the work at the lab that day, Daisy Zane went home and slept for a full day.

She was in a near-comatose state for half of the morning and spent the other half arguing with the bald professor in her dreams.

Finally, she woke up a little after 10 PM, feeling hungry.

As she descended from the upstairs, she saw Kevin Clark sitting in the living room chatting with Wilton Edwards. She had taken a shower, and her hair was half-dried. Kevin asked her, “Did you have a good sleep?”

“Not bad.” Daisy sat on the sofa next to him, “When did you arrive?”

“About an hour ago.” Kevin said, noticing that she had a good rest, “Done with the busy work?”

“Yep.” Daisy took out and ate a cheesecake that Cole Amos had left by the tea table, “You’ve been quite free today as well.”

The last time they met, she had hardly said more than a few words before heading upstairs to sleep. Later, she heard from Wilton that Kevin had left almost immediately after going upstairs to check on her, not even staying for ten minutes.

Here he was, staying for an hour this time.

“Yeah.” Kevin replied, “I’ll be done with my work soon.”

Wilton went to check on the meal being prepared by the servants. After finishing her cheesecake, Daisy asked Kevin about the file bag on his hand, “What’s inside?”

Kevin showed her, “Jadeite pricing from D Continent, Felix Baker went there again. ”

Daisy:

“Take a look and help set a price.” Daisy took the file bag, “You really want me to set the price?”

“Yes.” Kevin replied with a smile.

Daisy raised an eyebrow but didn’t hesitate to open the file bag. She examined the previous jadeite pricing and price fluctuations over the years.

“I heard that Felix has a huge warehouse in his house filled with treasures,”

Kevin mentioned.

“Not bad, there are quite a few items, but not many are really valuable,” Daisy commented while looking through the files, “Nowhere near as extravagant as your courtyard paved with jadeite.”

Kevin chuckled and remained quiet for a moment before bringing up, “Did you donate your entire salary from ‘Fall of the Quince’?”

Surprised, Daisy looked at him, “How did you know?”

Then she remembered and said, “Oh, the charity foundation was run by your family.”

Kevin added, “Hugo Clark saw it. He told us, and Xavier Dominic found out. He said it was your entire salary from that show.”

As the investor of that show, Allonzo Hobson knew Daisy’s salary amounts very well.

“Having too much money on hand made me uneasy,” Daisy confessed nonchalantly.

Kevin laughed but didn’t say anything.

The money was donated under the name “Daisy Zane” to Cold Green Village.

Later, Kevin asked Hugo to check her account and found many donations made through it.

It started about four years ago. Initially, there was a fixed annual donation, a large sum made in the name of Jack Amos.

Two years later, another donation appeared, made in the name of Tang, directed specifically to Cold Green Village or poor areas’ educational resources.

So far, the fixed donations for this year had been made, and the salary from the show was donated again.

Besides the annual fixed donations, there were also donations for various disasters, all through this account.

No salary from the show, no money from the Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts, and donating so much each year—how much could she have left for herself?

Unaware of Kevin’s thoughts, Daisy quickly determined the prices that would maximize her own interests. She wrote them all down.

“Take a look. Don’t blame me if you come up short,” Daisy handed the papers to

Kevin and then went to the restaurant.

Kevin flipped through the tables and chuckled softly.

The prices were slightly low, but not enough to make him lose money.

After that night, Arthur North was busy for another two days.

The Pharmaceutical Formulation Institute was at a certain stage in its research on a cancer drug, and many experiments needed to be followed up on. Arthur North was a specially invited professor, only involved during crucial moments of each research phase. Normally, the institute didn’t need his expertise.

On the other hand, Daisy Zane was a secretly cultivated talent of the institute.

Currently, she was only involved in some tedious experiments, without access to the core research.

Moreover, she had been admitted with special permission.

The institute granted her exception to not do research at the Imperial Capital University Laboratory.

As long as she could complete tasks on time and pass the institute’s assessment, she could join the Research Institute. The institute made significant concessions to retain her.

So, her busy schedule was also in phases.

After she finished her tasks, Arthur North took over, which was why he was busy for another two days.

During these two days that Arthur North was busy, Daisy Zane went to Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts for two consecutive days. She was genuinely interested in fashion design and got along well with Joseph Allen.

Together, they discussed many questions about ancient clothing.

It had been a long time since they had enjoyed such in-depth conversations.

Three days later, in the afternoon, Daisy Zane was cutting Charles Amos’ hair.

Due to a mistake, a tuft of hair was cut too short, causing the curls to stick out.

It was very obvious among the curls and couldn’t be smoothed down.

Charles looked at her resentfully, while she stared emotionlessly at the tuft of hair.

James Collins and Wilton Edwards watched the two, neither saying a word, wondering whether the tuft of hair or the whole head of hair would be unlucky first.

At that moment, Arthur North and his friends arrived.

Before they even entered, Henry Horton shouted, “Brook Sister, let’s go. I’ll show you around.”

Hearing the voice, Charles quickly covered the tuft of short hair with his hand.

Daisy Zane, holding scissors, turned to look at the living room entrance.

Arthur North, Henry Horton, Michael Jackson, and Juan Wright walked through the door. Except for Arthur North, the others were dressed very neatly, like soldiers.

Only Arthur North was still wearing a black shirt.

Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows, her eyes showing a hint of interest, “What’s up? A mission?”

Arthur North laughed, “No.”

Daisy Zane’s interest disappeared instantly.

Seeing her change of expression so quickly, Henry Horton laughed, “Really no mission. But the Third Military District is semi-open to the public today. Do you want to have a look, Brook Sister?”

The Third Military District was under the command of Nathan North. The formidable James’s Group and White Tiger Squadron were all based there. Daisy Zane’s interest was piqued once again, “Semi-opening… is it fun?” “Relatives have special privileges,” said Arthur North.

“What about the relatives of the relatives?” James Collins suddenly asked.

“You can only see the semi-open stuff,” replied Arthur North.

James Collins:

Arthur North glanced at Cole Amos and Wilton Edwards and said, “Cole Amos and Wilton Edwards, you should come too.”

“Young master, go ahead. I won’t go,” Wilton Edwards said with a smile, “I don’t understand any of those things. If I go, I’ll just be staring blankly.”

Daisy Zane held up her scissors, looking at Arthur North with probing eyes.

And Arthur North’s smile seemed ingratiating, all that was missing were the words “I really invited Wilton Edwards, no ulterior motives” written all over his face..