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

After dinner, Daisy Zane took her computer back to her room, looking up materials and finding many campus bullying cases.

Those who made it through, the tragedies that occurred, living life with shadows

She went through those cases one by one, and it wasn’t until past eleven o’clock that she fell asleep on the bay window, hugging her computer.

After dinner, Kevin Clark went to the study room to sort things out. Around 1:30, he checked the time, put down what he had in hand, and went back to his room to check on the little girl.

Then he saw the little girl sleeping on the bay window, and the window was open. Even the window on the balcony on the other side was open.

He slightly frowned and stepped closer to see that Daisy Zane’s forehead and neck were covered with beads of sweat. Her brows were also slightly furrowed.

Kevin Clark looked at the computer in her arms and then reached out to touch her face, “Little girl.”

Daisy Zane furrowed her brows again, and two seconds later, she slowly opened her eyes.

However, she didn’t look up at Kevin Clark.

She felt Kevin Clark’s approach, and that made her come out of her dream.

Kevin Clark’s thumb rubbed her face, waiting for a moment, and then he called her again, “Little girl.”

Daisy Zane blinked her eyelashes gently, and then pressed her brow, “I’m alright.”

Kevin Clark placed the computer aside, sat beside her, and asked softly, “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

“I dreamt about Jack Amos.”

Kevin Clark clenched his fingers and picked up a blanket from the side to drape it over her.

Daisy Zane allowed him to wrap the blanket around her, but she said, “I feel hot.”

“You’ll catch a cold after sweating.” Kevin Clark held the blanket, pulled Daisy Zane forward, and kissed her on the corner of her lips. “All the windows are open.”

Daisy Zane didn’t say anything more.

“What did you dream about Jack Amos?”

“What did Wilton Edwards tell you?” Daisy Zane countered.

Kevin Clark’s expression paused for a moment, and then he said, “Almost the same as what you have thought.”

Daisy Zane nodded knowingly, and then whispered after pausing for a moment, “I’m not so sure about Jack Amos’ identity ?He seems to know some things about Edward Kirsten and seems to be after some of Edward Kirsten’s affairs.”

Kevin Clark held her hand and listened quietly.

“Edward Kirsten has always suspected him. He doubted his identity, doubted his sincerity towards Harris Kirsten, and doubted that he approached Harris Kirsten to investigate him,” Daisy Zane said. “But Edward Kirsten has been suspicious for many years and couldn’t find any evidence. Besides, Jack Amos is his brother-in-law. Harris Kirsten liked Jack Amos very much, and Edward Kirsten didn’t have any evidence, so he couldn’t make a move.”

“How do you feel about it?” Kevin Clark asked.

“He’s not simple, but ?he really loves Harris Kirsten,” Daisy Zane said.

His identity is indeed complicated, but his love for her is true.

Daisy Zane combed her hair backward and closed her eyes. “Indeed, even without me, Jack Amos’ ending might not be too good. But ?he also died because of me. If someone else had helped me escape, the outcome would still be death.”

“You took Charles Amos out of that place, which is the best consolation for him,” Kevin Clark said.

“That’s all I can do.” Daisy Zane messed up her hair as she pushed it back, leaned against the bay window, and curled up one leg, “But ?Charles Amos didn’t give me any comfort. He ?is too strange-looking. He doesn’t look like anyone.”

Not even like Edward Kirsten.

Although she didn’t remember Edward Kirsten’s face, her nephew Charles Amos didn’t look like his uncle in the slightest.

He doesn’t look like Harris Kirsten, and he doesn’t look like Jack Amos either.

If he resembled Harris or Jack Amos, she could recall the past when she looked at him.

If he looked like Edward Kirsten, he might even help her find Edward Kirsten.

But he ?doesn’t look like anyone.

“Don’t they all say that Charles Amos looks like me?” Kevin Clark said.

Daisy Zane:

“Fate, I guess.”

“He ?isn’t as good-looking as you,” Daisy Zane said.

Hearing this, Kevin Clark lowered his head and smiled.

But just as he lowered his head, his smile froze on his lips.

Daisy Zane was wearing a silk nightgown tonight, and as she bent her leg, the nightgown slipped down

From where Kevin Clark was sitting, with his head down, it was indeed ?convenient.

His smile disappeared from the corner of his lips, and after a moment, he picked up another blanket and covered her legs with it.

Daisy Zane hadn’t noticed at first, but when he covered her with the blanket, it dawned on her, and she instinctively put her leg down.

Kevin Clark looked up at her, and the laughter in his eyes deepened.

But just as he was about to say something, Daisy Zane’s phone suddenly rang, and the words he was about to say got stuck in his mouth.