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

The senior three in Gathering Joy Private School had a separate cafeteria, which was quite spacious and offered a wide variety of dishes.

Daisy Zane and her entourage, along with the videographers, were quite eye-catching.

George Dunn and Marsh Turner stayed close to Daisy Zane, like two guardians on either side of her.

A group of students followed behind them, chatting and laughing all the way.

Daisy Zane listened quietly, occasionally chiming in when she was cued.

There were also a bunch of students around Celeste Martin. Jessica Maxwell was holding her arm and they were chatting excitedly and harmoniously.

Entering the cafeteria, Marsh Turner said, “Daisy, what do you want to eat? Let me give you some recommendations.”

Upon hearing this, Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell both looked at Marsh Turner.

“Do you even know? Go ahead, give your recommendations.” George Dunn said.

Marsh Turner didn’t stay on campus; he only had a meal card, so he usually didn’t eat in the cafeteria.

“Don’t I know how to read?” Marsh Turner countered, “Can’t I see the big signs?

“So you mean Brook God can’t read? Can’t see the big signs?” George Dunn retorted.

“Brother Michael, why are you trying to sow discord?” Marsh Turner chided,

“I’m over a decade younger than you; can’t you give me a break?” “Sorry, I just can’t control myself when I see you.”

Daisy Zane listened and faintly smiled, “I’ll go see for myself.”

“Sure,” Marsh Turner replied, “Let’s go. We’ll get in line for whatever you want.”

Wherever Daisy Zane went, she was the center of attention. Even if everyone was wearing the same school uniform, even if only her back was visible, everyone’s eyes would be drawn to her.

So everyone’s eyes followed her as she walked to three different windows and got a serving of rice and a bowl of noodles.

Marsh Turner helped her carry the noodles, thinking that she just wanted to taste them and wouldn’t eat everything.

But as he sat down diagonally across from her and watched her eat the rice, vegetables, and noodles at a leisurely pace, she slowly finished all of the food.

She even drank a bowl of soup.

Marsh Turner:

Serena Buster ran into them while waiting in line for her meal and decided to sit next to Daisy Zane to eat.

Seeing her eat so much, Serena whispered, “You really eat that much?”

“Yeah.”

“But you’re a female celebrity, there are so many cameras.”

“Don’t female celebrities eat?” Daisy Zane replied calmly.

“But you eat too much; the boys who are eighteen or nineteen don’t eat as much as you.”

“Is that not allowed?” Daisy Zane looked at her and asked.

“…It is.”

“It’s okay, Daisy, it’s a blessing,” Marsh Turner said, “being able to metabolize this much food is not a problem.”

Serena Buster looked at her own belly that seemed to gain weight with every bite and didn’t want to talk anymore.

Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell sat at the table behind Daisy Zane, and they could easily hear their conversation.

In a low voice, Jessica Maxwell muttered, “She ate so much. Is she a starving ghost reborn? What a country bumpkin with no experience. I don’t know why she didn’t burst from overeating.”

Celeste Martin glanced at George Dunn and Marsh Turner, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

After lunch, Daisy Zane and Serena Buster originally planned to return to their dormitory.

However, the other girls who were with them were going back to the classroom to study, so Daisy Zane decided to join them.

Since she wanted to go back to the classroom, the three boys, George Dunn, also decided not to go to the dormitory. Only Serena Buster went back to sleep. Once they returned to the classroom, Daisy Zane discovered that Amelie Quentin was also there.

Moreover, she was engrossed in a game while wearing headphones.

Daisy Zane slowly walked over, and as soon as she stood next to Amelie, Amelie glanced at her.

She casually scanned Daisy Zane, but after realizing it was her, Amelie instinctively hid her phone on her lap and glared at her. Daisy Zane chuckled, saying, “Quite a reaction.”

“I was just startled by you.”

Daisy Zane went in behind her and sat in her position. She looked at Amelie Quentin and said, “Go ahead and play since there’s no class, and I won’t bother

you.”

Amelie Quentin glanced at her, then opened her cell phone and continued playing the game: “You know you’re bothering me.”

“I’m saving a lost girl.’

Amelie Quentin looked at her again and saw that she really didn’t want to pry any further, so she focused on playing the game.

Daisy Zane asked, “Why are you not in the dormitory?”

“It’s none of your business,” Amelie Quentin replied, then added, “I must take a nap if I go back, but I can’t sleep.”

“So that’s why.” Daisy Zane watched her game while looking at her.

After a quiet moment, Amelie Quentin asked, “Have you seen the scandal about Xavier Dominic?”

Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows, “No, what happened?”

“He was photographed taking a strange woman to a hotel, and it’s causing a big stir,” Amelie Quentin explained, “Do you know what’s going on?”

“Why are you so nosy?”

Amelie Quentin said, “I’m so young, isn’t it normal to be curious?” Daisy Zane: .

“Do you know what’s going on?” Amelie Quentin asked impatiently.

“Let me check.” Daisy Zane took out her cell phone and looked at the hot search on Facebook.

It was the top trending topic.

Daisy Zane clicked and looked at it, scrolling down a bit. When she saw the photo, her eyes narrowed.

She scrolled down again and checked the time. It had been almost an hour.

And no one had handled it.

Seeing Daisy Zane silent, Amelie Quentin asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Daisy Zane blinked and stood up. “The news is fake,” she said before leaving the room with her cell phone.

Amelie Quentin watched her go, paused for a moment, and then continued playing her game.

Daisy Zane went to the restroom and called Harton Clark first.

The call was connected after two rings, and he answered with a smile, his gentle and pleasant voice flowing into Daisy Zane’s ears through the phone, “What’s up? Missing me?”

Daisy Zane: “… What’s the deal with Robinson Scott and Xavier Dominic?”

Harton Clark:

“What?”

“It’s not a big deal.” The Third Master, who hadn’t been greeted, spoke softly,

“The photo was taken by the man who almost took Robinson Scott away at the banquet after the desert shoot. Recently, Xavier Dominic took two of the guy’s projects. The exposure is purely revenge, venting personal anger.”

“Why hasn’t it been handled?” Daisy Zane was in the bathroom stall, wearing earphones, staring at a side-profile photo of Harton Clark on the call screen.

One afternoon, Daisy Zane had asked Charles Amos to secretly take some pictures.

That day, the sunset was beautiful. Harton Clark stood beside her, seemingly blending with the red sky, forming an exquisite and colorful painting.

So she sent a message to Charles Amos, asking him to secretly take a few pictures.

“Xavier Dominic is taking people directly to his house to confront him, making the person clarify and delete it.” Harton Clark said, “We don’t need to bother.” “But the photo is right there, and no one will believe the clarification.”

“So Xavier Dominic is venting his anger by attacking.” Harton Clark asked,

“Where’s Robinson Scott?”

“I don’t know.”

Harton Clark: ‘

“Third Master, a reminder. If you don’t delete it as soon as possible, and if Robinson Scott’s two fathers find out, you should know how troublesome things will get.”

Harton Clark chuckled mysteriously, “Then let’s watch the show.”

Daisy Zane: .