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

After leaving the Court Music Academy, Kevin Clark took Charles Amos to the dessert shop.

He ordered him quite a bit of stuff and even let him eat an ice cream.

As he was eating, Kevin Clark said, “Charles, I’ve done so much for you today, don’t you think you should help me as well?”

A scoop of ice cream in Charles’s mouth suddenly couldn’t be swallowed. Eyes wide open, he looked at Kevin Clark cautiously.

He had a feeling there was no such thing as a free lunch.

“What? Don’t you want to help?” Kevin Clark asked.

Charles swallowed the ice cream in his mouth, looked at him, and said, “If you guys get married, I have no objection.” Kevin Clark raised his eyebrows, “So I passed the test?” Charles pursed his lips and nodded his head.

Kevin Clark smiled. He hadn’t spoiled this brat for nothing.

“So, would you like to do your part and help us get married?” Kevin Clark asked.

“Help how?” Charles looked at him, his big eyes blinked. He hoped that this wasn’t about living together with them.

“There’s a beautiful grandmother that needs your help to come around.” Kevin Clark said.

“Grandmother?”

“My mother.” Kevin Clark tried to appeal to the child’s sense of fairness, “I took care of your mother, you take care of mine. Isn’t that fair?”

The small tuft of hair on top of Charles’ head, shaken by the indoor air conditioning, fluttered about.

Doubts surfaced in his eyes. This sounded like…he was getting the short end of the stick.

Seeing his confusion, Kevin Clark laughed and said, “If you help me, I’ll help you with the apprenticeship.”

Charles hesitated immediately. He took a bite of ice cream and thought for a moment, “But are you sure I won’t make things worse?”

Kevin Clark didn’t expect him to ask this. He was slightly taken aback for a

moment, then he reassured, “The beautiful grandmother will definitely like you.

“Really?”

“Yes.” said, “If you get her to come around, it would alleviate one of Daisy’s concerns.”

As soon as Daisy Zane was mentioned, Charles didn’t hesitate and immediately agreed, “Okay.”

Seeing him agree, Kevin Clark smiled and took a sip of water from his glass.

Since his mother already knew, he might as well tell her everything all at once.

This would alleviate Daisy’s worries and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Charles was going to live in the Clark family sooner or later, so they ought to find out about him sooner rather than later.

Daisy didn’t say it explicitly, but she cared a lot about Charles.

Even though Charles wasn’t related to her, he was a child she had brought up. She was worried the Clarks wouldn’t like Charles, that they would treat Charles poorly. What worried her the most was, if the Clarks treated Charles badly, her boyfriend would be the first to suffer.

And ultimately, the person who would be hurt the most would be Charles.

Charles was different from other children. He was wise beyond his years, with a mature mindset. He would feel that he was the reason Daisy couldn’t get married.

He would blame himself.

Charles’s mental state was fragile, and one misstep could send him tumbling back into his reclusive shell.

That’s why… Daisy would proceed with this cautiously.

So he had to address this concern completely.

Besides, it would be better for them to meet in person than to explain things verbally.

He knew his parents and he knew Charles.

Charles had been brought up by Daisy, he had her qualities and would surely be liked by his parents.

His parents were also very open-minded.

Yet, if he had just verbally reassured Daisy that his parents would like Charles, she might think he was merely comforting her, and not believe him.

So it’s better to prove it with actions. He was a hundred percent sure of this, otherwise, he wouldn’t have casually brought Charles here.

Most importantly, once his mother takes a liking to Charles, she’d forget about scolding him.

She’d also be tired after spending nearly a day venting her anger. It was about time that anger dissipated.

“What happened to the beautiful grandmother?” Charles suddenly asked.

“I angered him,” Kevin Clark said lightly.

“How can you still be irritating your mother at your age,” Charles Amos retorted disdainfully.

Charles gave him a “you’re so thoughtless” look.

Kevin Clark chuckled: “You’re still young, you don’t understand. Your mom wanting to be angry at you, and you irritating her, knows no age.”

Charles thought about this sentence and felt as if he was being scolded.

Then Kevin Clark paused and said: “But I’ve never been beaten from my childhood. ”

Charles, whose weakness was touched:

Seeing his resentful little eyes, Kevin Clark mercilessly provoked him with a lift of his eyebrow.

Charles pressed his lips, sighed heavily in his heart. He was still a child, why won’t anyone cut him some slack.

Leaving the dessert shop, Kevin Clark took Charles home.

When the car stopped in front of the Clark Manor’s gate, little Charles was stunned by the dazzling, palace-like building.

He dumbly followed Kevin Clark, almost tripping at the entrance by a barrier higher than his knees.

Kevin Clark held his hand and said, “Don’t stumble.” Little Charles snapped back to reality: “Is this your house?”

“Yep. Have you seen it before?”

Charles pointed to the west: “There’s a holiday hotel on the mountain over there. You can see this place from the top floor. Grandpa Edwards brought me there.”

“Do you like it?”

Charles nodded, looking around curiously.

After a while, they finally reached the front hall.

Just getting to the entrance, Little Charles felt a wave of repressed air rushing over him.

He gripped Kevin Clark’s hand tightly.

Kevin Clark smiled down at him: “It’s okay. Relax.”

The moment the two stepped into the entrance, the few silent people sitting in the front hall immediately turned to look.

Their expressions were like “you’re finally back, you have no idea what we’ve been through,” and behind these expressions, they all looked ready to devour someone.

But when their eyes moved down and saw the child, the surprise and confusion instantly appeared on their faces.

“So you know to come back?” Natalie Wayne didn’t even look at him when she heard his steps, “I was about to report you missing.”

Charles, seeing everyone in the room looking at him, naturally leaned closer to Kevin Clark.

Elina Clark was also staring dumbfounded at this childhood.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t seen children before. She had never seen Kevin Clark holding a child’s hand.

Kevin Clark had found kids irritating since he was a teenager.

She only remembers Kevin Clark holding the Lane Family’s oldest daughter’s hand when he was a child. He didn’t even hold Hardy Clark’s hand when she was a child.

Most importantly, why does this child look somewhat like Kevin Clark?

“Of course I know to return to my home,” Kevin Clark laughed.

“You remember this is your home.” Natalie Wayne said as she turned her head to look at him, “Tell me, how many days in a year do you spend at home… in your home.”

Natalie Wayne saw the child by his side, her tone instantly softened, and her words stuttered.

Mainly because Charles’ pair of dewy big eyes made it hard for people to be stern.

Now, everyone in the room was looking at Charles.

It seemed like a group of monsters staring at a little cub.

Kevin Clark gripped Charles’ slightly sweaty little hand and said: “Call out to grandma. ”

Natalie Wayne’s eyes widened a bit more, looking at Charles.

Charles also looked at her, waited for two seconds, let go of Kevin Clark’s hand, moved half a step forward. Then he pursed his lips, and with a slightly trembling voice, said: “Hello, beautiful grandma.”

Hearing his sweet words, Kevin Clark chuckled. The little one sure knows how to flatter..