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

“You’re at home. That’s rare.”

When Kevin Clark got home, he walked into the living room and saw Natalie Wayne winding yarn, with Hugo Clark acting as a tool, holding the yarn for her with both hands.

Hugo Clark heard the sound, glanced at him, and then calmly called out, “Third

Uncle. ”

Kevin Clark glanced at him but didn’t respond.

When Natalie saw him coming back, her eyes lit up. But she only looked at him for a moment before craning her neck to look behind him.

Kevin Clark took off his coat and handed it to a servant nearby, smiling, “Mom, what are you looking at?”

“Did you come back alone?”

“When have I ever not come back alone?”

“Where’s my daughter-in-law?” Natalie stared at him and said, “What are you coming back alone for? I called you back to see my daughter-in-law!” “So… am I out of favor in this house?” Kevin Clark said amusingly.

Natalie gave him a glare and ignored him.

Kevin Clark washed his hands and sat across from them, “Mom, you’ll see her sooner or later, no need to be anxious right now.”

“So I won’t be able to hold my grandson before the New Year?”

“Mom, you already have grandsons and granddaughters. I think you can consider holding your great-grandson before the New Year.” Kevin Clark looked at Hugo Clark.

Although there was a smile on his face, it was the kind that made people feel alarmed.

Hugo Clark raised his eyes to meet his gaze, a stern expression on his face. He also looked quite intimidating.

“Hugo, hurry up a bit, there’s still time.”

“Third Uncle has a girlfriend, so his progress should be quicker.” Hugo Clark glanced at the bracelet on his wrist and counterattacked.

Kevin Clark raised his eyebrows, “That’s true, I have a girlfriend.”

Then he changed to an elder’s tone, “Hugo, you’re not getting any younger. You should take care of your personal matters too. As your third uncle, I’m worried about you.”

“No need for Third Uncle to worry.” Hugo Clark said.

“If you had gotten married at a normal age, our family would have had four generations living together by now.”

Hugo Clark: ‘

Natalie Wayne was winding the yarn to the side, as if she had directly blocked the two out of her sight, neither hearing their voices nor seeing the tense atmosphere between them.

It seemed she was used to it.

Only when he stopped talking did Kevin Clark look at Natalie and ask, “Where’s my father?”

“In the North Court front hall.” Natalie took a glance at him and said, “Henry Clark is here.”

Kevin Clark’s expression paused for a moment, “Why did he come?”

Henry Clark was his father’s younger brother, sharing the same father but different mothers. He was more than twenty years younger than his father. He would have to call him Second Uncle, and Hugo Clark would have to call him Grandfather.

But more than ten years ago, he was sent abroad by his father and had never returned since.

“He said he was held up during the Chinese New Year, so he came to see everyone.” Natalie explained.

Kevin Clark exchanged a glance with Hugo Clark, then stood up and said, “I haven’t seen this Second Uncle for a long time. I’ll go see how he’s still alive.”

Natalie looked at him but didn’t speak, letting him go.

When Kevin Clark returned, more than an hour had passed.

Natalie’s knitted sweater had come a little way along in her hands.

Hugo Clark had been accompanying her the whole time. He saw that Kevin Clark hadn’t come to the living room when he returned, and instead was standing in the corridor.

Only Elina Clark entered.

“Grandpa.” Hugo Clark called out to someone.

“Hmm.” Elina Clark replied, “Your Third Uncle is outside.”

“Hmm.” Hugo Clark put the yarn on the side neatly and got up to leave.

Kevin Clark was in the hallway texting Daisy Zane and heard footsteps. He turned around and looked.

Hugo Clark lit a cigarette and asked, “Does Henry Clark not want to leave?”

“He said he’s just here to visit and would leave the day after tomorrow.” Kevin Clark didn’t lift his head, “He came to apologize, crying and kneeling. It’s a pity he didn’t get on our family’s stage.”

“Is that so?” Hugo Clark asked.

“That’s what he said.” Kevin Clark put his phone in his pocket, “Be careful with everything. ”

“Hmm.” Hugo Clark replied, “You should also be careful on your end, in case he tries something on the people around you.”

Kevin Clark naturally knew that he was referring to Daisy Zane, and he laughed and said, “He can try.”

Hugo Clark glanced at him, not saying anything.

“However… he has a better chance of winning me over.” Kevin Clark said, “After all, you are the eldest grandson, and the Clark Family is now under your control. I have nothing in my hands. Besides, we don’t get along.”

Hugo Clark: ‘

Truro City

It was early in the morning, around lam, when Daisy Zane finished work and returned to her hotel.

She and Anisa Cooper got off the car at the parking lot. The driver’s place was closer to another elevator, so they parted ways.

The two women walked toward the elevator, Anisa held a makeup box and said, “Daisy, Third Master told me to make sure you drink the throat protecting medicine before going to sleep.”

Daisy Zane: ……No need to listen to his nonsense.”

Anisa smiled and said, “But if I don’t watch, Daisy definitely won’t drink it.”

Daisy Zane: . People are not here, yet they won’t let others live in peace.

As she was mentally complaining, suddenly a figure walked past from the side. Daisy Zane caught a glimpse with her peripheral vision but didn’t pay attention.

It was Anisa who turned her head and saw that man staring at Daisy Zane with a somewhat lewd look.

She moved closer to Daisy Zane, then glared at the man. He was dressed in a suspicious manner and had a sleazy face.

“Daisy, let’s hurry up,” Anisa whispered and went to press the elevator button first.

The elevator was on the third floor and soon came down. Anisa quickly pulled Daisy Zane into the elevator. Just as Anisa pressed the close button, the man walked a few steps quickly and raised his hand to block the elevator.

The elevator door that was about to close opened again.

With no one around, Anisa was startled when the man’s hand suddenly appeared.

Benjamin Hobson stood outside the elevator with a gentlemanly smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Daisy Zane, and said, “Sorry. I don’t mind sharing.” He didn’t wait for them to respond and walked into the elevator.

Anisa was on guard, watching him. Daisy Zane saw his eyes were always on her, so she turned to look at him, “What’s up?”

The elevator closed.

Benjamin Hobson chuckled inwardly, thinking that she would bring herself up without him making a move. What a flirt.

“Are you filming here?” Benjamin Hobson asked.

Daisy Zane looked at him coldly and slowly uttered three words: “Speak properly.”

Feeling a bit rushed, Benjamin Hobson’s smile on his face became even more frivolous: “Miss, are you alone tonight? So am I.”

“What do you want?” Anisa stepped in front of Daisy Zane.

Benjamin Hobson glanced at Anisa, who was also quite good-looking. But compared to Daisy Zane, she was far worse.

Despite Anisa being half a head taller, Daisy Zane locked eyes with Benjamin

Hobson: “Yes, indeed, alone.”

The smile on Benjamin Hobson’s face deepened: “Then… tonight… Miss, would you like to…”

Benjamin paused for a moment and then thought of a word that sounded elegant and romantic: “spend the night with me?”

Anisa rolled her eyes.

Daisy Zane wore a mask, and with her make-up removed at the drama crew, her hair was casually tied, a bit messy. Her phoenix eyes had no make-up, the corners lifted upward, indifferent, and coldly beautiful.

She didn’t speak but glanced at the floor number – the 12th floor. She pressed the button for the 14th floor and pulled Anisa to stand behind her.

“Daisy…”

Daisy Zane squeezed Anisa’s hand to reassure her.

Watching her actions, Benjamin Hobson chuckled: “So the miss has a secret place all to herself.”

After he finished his sentence, the elevator door opened on the 14th floor. Daisy Zane looked outside and gestured for the man to go out first.

Benjamin Hobson smirked ambiguously and walked out.

But as soon as he took a step out, Daisy Zane kicked him out with her foot. With that force, Benjamin Hobson fell straight on the floor outside the elevator.

“Damn it! What the f– -… Benjamin Hobson’s chin rubbed against the floor, leaving a faint bloody mark.

Anisa was startled and saw the man getting up. As soon as she reacted, she quickly pressed the close button, afraid that he would hit Daisy Zane after getting up.

But Daisy Zane held the elevator and looked at him.

The fierceness in her eyes made Benjamin Hobson, who had just stood up, freeze in place, and he swallowed the curse words he wanted to say.

“Don’t come to disgust me again.” The lazy voice carried an immeasurable disdain.

Benjamin Hobson’s chest heaved a bit, as did his legs.

Clearly, he was angered by her words but afraid to make a move.

“Did you hear me?” Daisy Zane said again. Just a light, fluttering sentence, but it was as sharp as a knife.

“Yes, yes, I heard.” Benjamin Hobson instinctively answered her.

Getting a response, Daisy Zane let go of the elevator. The door slowly closed and went up.

Anisa breathed a sigh of relief as well, standing behind Daisy Zane and peeking at her. Her eyes were full of admiration, like stars.

Daisy Zane checked the time on her cell phone, and then sent a message to Holt Lawrence: [Ferdason Hotel, East Side Elevator, 14th-floor surveillance, less than a minute ago, clean it up.]

On the 14th floor, Benjamin Hobson watched the elevator go up. After being stunned for a while, he kicked the trash can next to him.

“Damn! Bitch! What purity are you pretending?! Sooner or later, I’ll get you in my hands.”

“Hiss—” He cursed, touched his chin, and then rubbed his knee, “It hurts like hell.. Damn it!”