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

After half a day of dance class, the eight of them walked out of the dance classroom towards the cafeteria. Not only were they drenched in sweat, but everyone except Daisy Zane was also walking with a limp.

The more they tried to walk normally, the more their legs refused to cooperate.

The eight of them instantly became a spectacular sight.

In order to avoid any unnecessary attention, Daisy Zane glanced at the other seven and then mercilessly left them behind.

“Brook God.”

“Daisy.”

“Daisy Zane.”

Daisy Zane, deaf to their calls, made her way to the cafeteria.

Arriving at the cafeteria, she glanced at the spot where she had eaten breakfast and lunch. Sure enough, she saw Amelie Quentin waiting for her.

She walked over and gently tapped the table with her finger.

Amelie Quentin, who had her headphones on and was playing a game, glanced up when she noticed the movement on the table.

She froze for a moment when she saw Daisy Zane.

Daisy was still in her practice outfit, her hair tied up in a bun.

It magnified her usual grace several times, and added a touch of uniqueness common to dancers.

Seeing Amelie Quentin staring, Daisy Zane poked her smooth little face, “What, don’t you recognize me?”

“You… you took a dance class?” Amelie Quentin stuttered, regaining her senses.

“Yeah.” Daisy Zane sat down, put on a disposable glove, peeled a shrimp to eat, and then peeled another one for Amelie Quentin, “Don’t bother bringing my lunch tomorrow, I’ll eat in the cafeteria.”

“Tell that to my brother,” Amelie Quentin replied, “he was the one who sent it.”

“Can you help me pass the message along to him?”

“No.”

Daisy Zane shot her a look, laughed, and dropped the matter.

Daisy Zane had a substantial dinner and had planned to go for a run on the playground after the evening self-study.

But that didn’t happen.

The assistant gave her two experiments that needed to be done.

The reports had to be handed in tomorrow afternoon.

So she sent a message to James Collins, who had just arrived at Imperial Capital University, asking him to bring her laptop and wait for her outside the school.

After the evening self-study, she returned to her dormitory. It didn’t take long before she received a call from Kevin Clark.

She went to the balcony to receive the call.

Kevin Clark’s voice sounded hoarse as if he hadn’t spoken in a long time, “Does your hand hurt?”

“No.”

“Remember to apply the medicine in the evening.”

“Hmm.” After Daisy Zane agreed, she asked, “Did they catch the person at the school?”

“Yes, we checked the surveillance.” Kevin Clark replied, “It was a cleaner. The same cleaner you asked for directions.”

Daisy Zane squinted; she suddenly remembered that when she asked where the trash bin was, the cleaner’s eyes had flickered. She was too busy then, so she hadn’t paid attention, “How did he…end up near the art building?”

“According to his confession, he followed Amelie Quentin from the teaching building to the garbage pit, and after passing on the message. He was too scared, so he chose a location far from both the teaching building and the garbage pit. The art building.”

“People are being bribed to go inside the school.” Daisy Zane stated, “A lot of effort has been put into this. What about Edward Kirsten’s people? Have they confessed anything?”

“No, they said they were just following orders.” Kevin Clark replied, “And we checked; they don’t have any tattoos on them.”

Last time Edward Kirsten was almost exposed, he managed to withdraw from Koymoon Island as soon as he learned his people were captured. He would definitely not make the same mistake again this time.

Daisy Zane said nothing. If they couldn’t find Edward Kirsten’s people soon, they would probably have to wait for Edward Kirsten’s power to rebuild and come to her directly.

Seeing that she didn’t reply, Kevin Clark changed the subject, softly asking, “Little girl, did you eat properly today?”

“Hmm. Young Master Lane sent me a meal.” The words that Daisy Zane chose weren’t completely intentional, but they weren’t entirely accidental either.

Unsurprisingly, Kevin Clark who had been busy in the lab all day without watching the surveillance fell silent.

Hearing his silence, Daisy Zane laughed to herself.

“William Lane.” After a moment of silence, Kevin Clark gently uttered his name.

A smile played again around the corners of Daisy’s mouth, and she said, “The Lanes’ meals are pretty good.”

“Little Girl,” Kevin said, his tone stern and yet softened, “Is it as good as the food at my place?”

“Do you want the truth?”

Kevin took a soft breath: “Never mind, I don’t want to hear the truth.”

But Daisy did not intend to let him off so easily: “Well, your food is better.”

For a moment, Kevin didn’t respond, then after a couple of seconds of silence, he asked, “Little Girl, are you intentionally provoking me?”

Daisy laughed, “Yes.”

“So you are just taking advantage of the fact that I am not there to deal with you, aren’t you? Teasing me.”

Listening to his slightly hoarse voice, Daisy was in good spirits. She replied in a gentle tone, “And if you were here, you could stop me?”

“I…” Kevin was speechless.

Daisy chuckled again, “Tell Young Master Lane to stop sending any food tomorrow.”

“Is it not good?” Kevin asked, in a tone that was both obstinate and childish.

Daisy didn’t answer. She was just afraid of gaining weight, “Remember to tell him.”

“Mm.”

After hanging up, Daisy was again urged by Olivia Lane to wash up and apply medication.

Before even twelve o’clock, everyone went to sleep. Daisy, however, hopped out of the restroom once more.

This time, she deliberately avoided Olivia.

James Collins was waiting for her outside the wall. When she got into the car, she first glanced at James’s newly dyed dark hair, and then at the hickey on his neck in the second glance.

James noticed her gaze, and instinctively reached to touch his neck. Then with those flirtatious peach blossom eyes, he grinned at her.

But as his gaze drifted down to Daisy’s hand, his expression instantly changed, “Sis, what happened to your hand? Who did this?”

“I had a little fall.”

“You fell?” James didn’t believe her.

“Yes.” Daisy changed the subject, “Did it delay your escapades?”

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk about it, James didn’t pry further: “How is that possible? Sis, I’m quite the honest type.”

“Do you think I believe that?” Daisy glanced at the hickey on his neck.

“This really was an accident.”

“Alright, an accident.” Daisy said nothing more, leaning back in her seat and closing her eyes.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep, James drove the car more gently, even the brakes were lighter than usual.

But as he looked at her hand, his expression dimmed.

After dropping Daisy off at Imperial Capital University, James drove straight to Celestial Pivot to speak with Holt Lawrence.

But after understanding the situation, he found no room to put himself to use.

“Kevin Clark has sent his Second Uncle off to M Continent Prison?” James asked, “He is a ruthless man. It might have been kinder to just kill him.”

Holt Lawrence, initially asleep, had been awakened by James’s call. Now sitting in bed, with disheveled hair and red eyes, he remarked, “You are just realizing how ruthless he is? That’s why I’m really worried about Nana being with him.”

“No need to worry about my sister. She’s really tough.”

Holt Lawrence glanced at him and said nothing.

James had spent much of his time on M Continent and Mountain Sea Continent.

Celestial Pivot had always been located in the Imperial Capital. Although Kevin had made a notoriously bad name for himself, as a detective agency privy to inside information, they knew some of the truth.

The impression Holt had of Kevin was terrifying, chilling, ruthless, and merciless.

It was best to keep dealings with such a man limited to online, where everyone remained anonymous and transactions could be carried out smoothly.

In real life, it was better not to so much as cast a second glance.

He genuinely doubted Nana would have the upper hand with Kevin.

“Are we just decorations?” Seeing the look in his eyes, the flirtatiousness in James’ peach blossom eyes suddenly chilled, “No one can bully my sister.”