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

Daisy Zane had been by Kevin Clark’s side all day, even having lunch with him.

It wasn’t until two o’clock in the afternoon when she was in the living room, staring at the blank computer screen, trying to come up with a design, that she heard the sound of a door opening.

It was her room door opening, very faint, but she heard it.

James Collins had arrived.

Kevin Clark also heard the sound; he looked up from the heap of code in front of him and glanced at Daisy Zane.

Daisy gave no indication of wanting to go out and check; she merely closed her laptop, placed the peeled grapes from the tea table on top of it, and began eating them one by one.

Only when she was halfway through eating did she remember that the person who had peeled the grapes was still sitting next to her.

She grabbed the plate and passed it over.

Kevin Clark looked up, and said softly, “I’m good, you keep eating.”

Daisy withdrew her hand, continuing to eat. It was his choice not to eat after all.

After finishing the grapes, she opened a box of chocolates. After eating two pieces, she opened a bag of potato chips.

Concerned about disturbing the person beside her, she intentionally moved quietly and chewed softly.

“Just eat normally, you’re not disturbing me.” Kevin said.

“Okay.” Daisy responded, but she still ate quietly.

After finishing the chips, she ate a box of mini cookies.

Kevin watched her out of the corner of his eye. Despite her slow eating, she was inexplicably cute, like a tiny squirrel.

Sensing Kevin’s amusement, Daisy turned and looked at him.

She trailed her gaze from his eyes to the bridge of his nose, then to his vermilion thin lips. Holding her gaze there for a few seconds, she moved down his jawline to his throat…

To Daisy, this man seemed perfect in every way.

Almost a minute later, Kevin could no longer focus on his code. He stopped typing, looked at Daisy, and said softly, “Lucia.”

There was a hint of strain in his voice.

Daisy’s eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly withdrew her gaze. “What is it?”

Kevin looked at her for a few seconds before laughing, “Nothing. Are you bored? Do you want to go out and play for a bit?”

As he spoke, he deleted the jumbled mess of code he’d just written.

“Not now.” Daisy placed her laptop on the sofa, “I’m going to check on James, you carry on.”

“I’ll go with you.” Without hesitation at the mention of “James,” Kevin Clark shut his laptop.

“Hmm?” Daisy looked at him with puzzlement.

“I’m finished, it would be good to move around a bit.”

When they opened the door, James was in the living room examining the contents of the boxes.

All the boxes looked pretty much the same structure, and he’d forgotten what was in them.

Upon hearing the door open, he poked his head out from amidst the sea of boxes, and his face broke into a smile when he saw Daisy. “Sis, you’re back?”

The boxes that had been knocked over by the entrance had been neatly arranged in a corner, the narrow hallway was cleared.

Daisy looked at James’s gray hair, which had faded in color. “Clean up your mess.”

“Okay.” James complied, then suddenly locked eyes with Kevin who was standing behind Daisy. His smiling eyes immediately became hostile.

But Kevin merely glanced at him, then ignored him.

James angrily tore up a box in his hand.

“James, where did you put the two boxes from the entrance?” Daisy asked.

“Sis, they’re on the living room tea table.”

Daisy went to the living room and only then noticed that several large boxes had been piled up there, along with a few antique wooden boxes sitting on the sofa.

“What… Why didn’t you just dig up the two trees from the entrance and bring those here too?”

James shrank his neck, “I was afraid they would die if I moved them.”

Daisy picked up a throw pillow from the sofa and threw it at him. James caught it and kept his mouth shut.

“I want you to move everything back the way you found it.”

“Okay.”

As James quietly continued to clean, Daisy opened the box of gold bars and diamonds again.

It was mid-afternoon, and sunlight was streaming into the living room, lighting up the boxes and making them glitter.

Daisy looked at the box of diamonds, then emptied out half of it. She also took half of the gold bars out, put them all in a new box and handed it to Kevin. “Here.”

“Take it, it’s free.” said Daisy. “Consider it my living expenses.”

Kevin raised an eyebrow and chuckled, “With this much, does it mean you’ll be responsible for my living expenses for decades to come?”

Daisy was sitting on the carpet, looking up at him.

She wanted to say that even a single meal at the Doomsday Hotel was extraordinarily expensive, so this much would be used up before long.

But before she could speak, James, who was watching their exchange, quickly interrupted them. “Sis, do you want to take this too?”

Both turned to look at him, and the topic was dropped for now.

James was sitting on the floor, holding a guitar case in his arms. The case was black, with real leather wrapping the outside.

Such a case usually contained a Pipa. Kevin remembered the callouses on Daisy’s fingertips.

Upon seeing the case, Daisy instinctively massaged her own knuckles. She said in silence for a few seconds before replying, “Whatever.”

Upon hearing her answer, James immediately took the Pipa to the storage room.

In that moment, Kevin felt that the person beside him seemed somewhat down, but upon looking at her, saw that she appeared no different than usual.

She was simply studying the blue diamond in her hand.

The items James had brought over were a mess. Not only were they from

Daisy’s former residence, but some of them were gifts from a few people.

Daisy hadn’t given them her address, so they’d sent everything to James.

Among the various items, she kept some wine and a few books, and had James return the rest.

By 5 0’clock in the afternoon, the room was finally tidied.

James insisted on personally transporting the items, “Sis, I need to leave again. ”

His tone was pitiful, and his expression even more so.

But Daisy merely glanced at him and said coldly, “Your hair’s faded, it’s ugly.”

James: ‘

“I’ve told you before, don’t act cute when you’re ugly.” James:

“Otherwise not only will it not work, but it will backfire.”

James’s handsome face was now contorted to resemble a bitter gourd.

“Are you not leaving yet? Do you want me to calculate the cost?”

“I’ll leave immediately.” James immediately put on a sweet smile, “Sis, I’ll come visit when I have time.”

Daisy casually agreed.

James glared at the grinning Kevin before opening the door and leaving.

“What are you laughing at?” Daisy turned around and looked at Kevin.

“Ahem…” Kevin immediately retracted his smile and said, “I’ll help you put the wine in the wine cabinet.”

Watching the direction Kevin left in, Daisy softly laughed for a moment..