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

After a while, Edward Kirsten asked, “How did you know about the Drunken Life Grass? Did Victoria Zane tell you?”

Charlotte Lane looked at him, her voice cold, “Is it an unexpected surprise?”

Edward Kirsten chuckled, “She really did tell you about it.”

Charlotte Lane didn’t respond.

“Indeed, an unexpected surprise,” said Edward Kirsten softly. “So what else did she tell you?”

Charlotte Lane raised her eyebrows, “I’ll tell you if I’m in a good mood.”

“How can I make you happy?”

“At least… I want to see the data of the Drunken Life Grass first,” said Charlotte Lane.

Edward Kirsten squinted his eyes and smiled, “Alright. I’ll take you.”

It took Charlotte Lane two days to study and remember all the data and information about the Drunken Life Grass.

She then spent a lot of time studying data related to the 319 experiment.

She spent a week in the laboratory.

Edward Kirsten had someone prepare a resting room for her.

Edward Kirsten was usually busy, so he only went home to see Charlotte Lane.

Now that Charlotte Lane was in the laboratory, he didn’t need to worry about going home.

But after a week, his experiment was not yet finished, so he decided to take Charlotte Lane back home.

He felt that if he didn’t take her home soon, she might collapse from exhaustion in the laboratory.

On the way back, Charlotte Lane kept her eyes closed, resting.

It wasn’t until they were almost home that she opened her eyes and looked around.

“Awake?”

Charlotte Lane, observing the outside world with her beautiful phoenix eyes, spoke in a newly awakened voice, “I’m hungry. I wonder if there’s any good food nearby. Can we eat out?”

“Of course,” Edward Kirsten looked at her, “Do you want to eat steak? There’s a Western restaurant nearby.”

“I want to eat two servings.”

Edward Kirsten smiled gently, “Okay.”

Originally, they were almost at the entrance of their living quarters. The driver turned the steering wheel and set off for the Western restaurant.

The area they lived in was not bustling, so it would take some time to get to the Western restaurant.

After the driver changed direction, he drove half a circle around their living quarters before taking another road.

After driving for a while, Charlotte Lane looked at the surrounding buildings, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She lowered her gaze and grabbed Edward Kirsten’s sleeve before turning her head, “Where are we?”

She grabbed his sleeve first and then looked at Edward Kirsten.

The expression in her eyes changed quickly. When she looked at Edward Kirsten, her eyes were filled with smiles and curiosity.

However, after meeting Edward Kirsten’s light blue eyes, her expression froze for a moment.

After a brief exchange of glances, Edward Kirsten saw Charlotte Lane’s smile disappear from her eyes, and they became distant and cold. She released his sleeve and sat back in her seat.

There was silence in the car for a while, and Edward Kirsten touched the spot on his sleeve where Charlotte Lane had pulled it, “Do you want to go?”

Charlotte Lane looked at him.

“I’ll take you there after dinner.”

Charlotte Lane didn’t say anything, but it was clear to Edward Kirsten that her mood improved significantly.

As she wished.

After eating two servings of steak, Edward Kirsten took Charlotte Lane to the place she had asked about.

She was right; it was a place similar to an indoor martial arts arena, quite large, and also had two underground floors.

Their living quarters could be considered Edward Kirsten’s lair, so the security measures must be strict.

Edward Kirsten showed her around briefly and then took her back.

Back in her room, Charlotte Lane thought about the places she had been to over the past few days.

She believed there should be another martial arts arena on the other side, symmetrical to the one she visited today.

However, she only took a quick look today and couldn’t determine how big the martial arts arena was.

And she suspected it would be difficult to visit again.

So, as soon as it was past midnight, Charlotte Lane climbed out of the window, avoiding everyone, and made her way to the martial arts arena alone.

She didn’t do anything, just circled around the martial arts arena and returned.

…

The next morning, she got up and went downstairs to eat breakfast.

When she got downstairs, she didn’t see Edward Kirsten, but instead saw Alice Eugene who she hadn’t seen for a long time.

She ignored Alice Eugene and just sat down at the dining table to eat.

However, she couldn’t ignore Alice Eugene moving closer to her.

“Where is he?” Charlotte Lane asked.

“He’s in a meeting.” Alice Eugene said, “Henry Kirsten told you to eat first.”

“I never intended to wait for him.” Charlotte Lane took a bite of her bread.

Alice Eugene coldly watched her. Seeing her eat so avidly, she couldn’t swallow a bite herself. After a while, she said: “Enigma Starry, how long are you going to keep pretending?”

Charlotte Lane looked at her.

“I’ve seen what you’re really like.” Alice Eugene said, “Who do you think would believe you when you act innocent now?”

“Edward Kirsten would believe me.” Charlotte Lane peeled an egg and took out the yolk, throwing it into Alice Eugene’s bowl. “He’s willing to believe what I’m acting.”

“You…” Alice Eugene looked at the yolk in her bowl.

Charlotte Lane took a bite of her egg, and after swallowing, said: “Let me tell you. As an actor, acting skills are essential for me. Especially when I’m playing my past self.”

Her cold and slow words angered Alice Eugene, who never expected her to so readily admit it.

“Why don’t you go tattle?” Charlotte Lane said coldly and slowly.

Alice Eugene was so furious she couldn’t speak and just stuffed her mouth with breakfast mechanically.

After a while, Edward Kirsten came down the stairs: “Is the sun rising from the west? What’s the occasion for you getting up so early?”

Charlotte Lane looked at him and said: “It’s cloudy today. There’s no sun.”

Edward Kirsten sat down at the dining table.

Charlotte Lane immediately turned to him: “I wanted to go to the training field.”

Edward Kirsten looked at her with a knowing expression: “No. It’s not a place for girls to go often.”

Charlotte Lane looked at him coldly.

Edward Kirsten refused mercilessly: “Even if you stare a hole through me, you can’t go.”

Charlotte Lane withdrew her gaze, finished her milk, stood up, and coldly said: “Who cares about going?”

With that, she turned around and left the restaurant, heading for the stairs.

“Sit downstairs for a while before going up to sleep.” Edward Kirsten said.

Charlotte Lane, who was about to step up the stairs, paused, turned around, and sat back down on the sofa to digest breakfast silently.

Edward Kirsten smiled at her then continued eating breakfast.

…

In the evening, Charlotte Lane went to her room to sleep when it was time.

At 9 o’clock local time, she was actually asleep.

But by midnight, she woke up.

She went to the restroom and took off the pendant around her neck at the washbasin.

She slowly unraveled the red rope, and the white heart-shaped stone was revealed.

Charlotte Lane applied slight force, and the stone broke apart from the glued middle. A small, button-sized black object fell out.

Charlotte Lane picked up the black button and pricked it with a needle in the middle.

At the same time, far away in the Imperial Capital, which was still daytime.

Harton Clark, William Lane, Hugo Clark, Xavier Dominic, Robinson Scott, Luke, James Collins, Thomas Firway and others were sitting together discussing matters.

Harton Clark enlarged the map on the screen in front of them: “The eastern and southern parts of Continent A are where Edward Kirsten is most likely to be. Send someone to secretly investigate first…”

Before he could finish, several harsh alarm sounds rang out.

Everyone was startled.

Then, almost everyone grabbed their cell phones.

Because the alarm sounds were coming from their phones.

When they opened their phones, they all saw the same image on everyone’s screen.

A photo of Charlotte Lane.

Beside the photo, it read: “A surprise from afar.”

Everyone froze, staring at their phones motionlessly, as if they had turned into wax statues.

Then, after about ten seconds, the photo disappeared. Their screens showed a map, with a blinking red dot revealing Charlotte Lane’s current location.