The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Lilian Lopez Comes to the Door

Translator: 549690339

When Daisy Zane woke up, Kevin Clark was no longer on the recliner.

She sat up and looked around.

The sun was about to set, and the sky was turning orange-red.

Kevin Clark was standing outside the sunroom, listening to Allonzo Hobson and the others talking.

Dressed in suit pants and a black shirt, his slim waist and long legs, tall and elegant figure, and erect and refined posture all caught the eye.

For Daisy Zane, who had been comfortably basking in the sun and had just woken up, it was a delightful sight.

So she enjoyed it for a while.

It seemed Kevin Clark noticed her gaze, and suddenly turned to look at her. Through the glass, he saw her sitting up and smiled gently.

Then, after saying a few more words to Allonzo Hobson and the others, he came over to her.

He poured her a glass of water: “You're awake?”

Daisy Zane looked at his eyes, which were no longer as red: “Mmhmm, when did you wake up?”

“About twenty minutes ago,” Kevin Clark replied with a smile.

Daisy Zane nodded and took a sip of her water. Folding the blanket and placing it aside, she stood up: “It's getting late. I should go.”

“Stay for dinner.” Kevin Clark said, “Red Date and Lotus Seed Porridge, made with local ingredients. Michael Jackson's cooking skills were trained by the master at the Doomsday Hotel.”

Daisy Zane raised an eyebrow: “Assistant Jackson sure is versatile.” “What about me?” Kevin Clark suddenly asked.

Taken aback by his question, Daisy Zane hesitated for a moment.

Kevin Clark appeared not to have expected his own question either, and chuckled lightly, “I'm just joking.”

He felt like he might have been influenced by Michael Jackson's competitiveness, such childish comparisons. He should find a driver-cum-bodyguard to replace Michael Jackson.

“You're even more versatile,” Daisy Zane said.

Hearing her answer, a deeper smile appeared in Kevin Clark's eyes.

As Daisy Zane held her phone in one hand and raised the other hand to touch her neck, she forwarded the audio recording from Serena Buster to Holt Lawrence, instructing him to release it tonight.

She also took the opportunity to ask him for a thorough background check on Lilian Lopez.

Just after sending the message and putting the phone away, she saw a reflection on Kevin Clark.

Without thinking, she swiftly moved to his side and pushed him into a blind spot at the corner.

There was a small wooden pavilion beside the sunroom, which just happened to block the view from outside.

Due to the swiftness of Daisy Zane's actions, she knocked the glasses on the small round table to the ground, breaking them.

Kevin Clark was a bit slow to react, and just as Daisy Zane pressed him against the glass, he instinctively wrapped his arm around her waist to prevent her from falling.

With his back against the glass and one of his wrists held tightly, he felt the sudden surge of murderous intent and tyranny from Daisy Zane.

“Lucia, what's wrong?” Kevin Clark did not move, only glanced down at her head and asked softly.

Daisy Zane also did not move. With one hand holding his wrist and the other on his shoulder, she looked behind her. Only after seeing that the light had shifted to several different places on the recliner, the round table, and the glass behind them, did she finally relax.

Following her gaze, Kevin Clark saw the light on the ground as well, saying, “It must be Thomas Firway's cell phone case. There's a mirror on the back that's reflecting the light.”

The scent of eaglewood filled her nostrils, and a gentle voice lingered in her ears. Daisy Zane looked up at Kevin Clark.

Her still cold eyes met a pair of gentle and enchanting ones.

Kevin Clark's eyes seemed to possess some kind of magic that could draw people in. They conveyed his strength, gentleness, and sense of security. As the two of them stared at each other in the dim corner, their surroundings slowly faded away.

After a moment, the hand Kevin Clark had placed on Daisy Zane's waist tightened, and he slowly averted his gaze.

Coming to her senses, Daisy Zane released his hand, stepped back, and lowered her eyes, “I'm sorry, I thought it was…”

Hearing her half-spoken words, with interest in his eyes, Kevin Clark asked,

“You thought it was what?”

Daisy Zane shook her head. She had thought it was the reflection from the scope of a sniper rifle.

But nowadays, most rifle scopes were made of non-reflective materials.

Kevin Clark glanced at the handprint on his wrist and raised his eyebrows, not asking anything more.

After dinner, Kevin Clark drove Daisy Zane back to the hotel and handed her

some candies before she got out of the car.

Daisy Zane popped one in her mouth and returned to the hotel.

As she got out of the elevator and hadn't walked to her room entrance yet, she saw someone standing outside her door.

The person at the entrance saw her too and hurried over: “Lady Zane, hello. I am Lilian Lopez's assistant, and Sister Molly has something to talk to you about.”

Lilian Lopez had several assistants and changed them frequently. Daisy had never met this one before: “Ask her to come find me.'

“Sister Molly is waiting for you in her room.” The assistant said, “Please follow me.”

The assistant made a gesture of invitation.

After thinking about it, Daisy turned around and followed her.

When they arrived at Lilian Lopez's room entrance, the assistant knocked three times, waited for three seconds, and then used her keycard to open the door.

Daisy Zane, with her hands in her pockets, stood behind her and watched her series of actions before following her into the room.

“You're here?” Lilian Lopez sat in a bathrobe on the sofa, “It's really difficult to invite you.”

“What's the matter?” Daisy Zane glanced at the three bodyguards standing behind her sofa, wearing black suits, strong and imposing.

“Daisy Zane, you really have no manners.” Lilian Lopez rubbed her nails, sneering, “There are plenty of unspoken rules in this circle. Who else is like you, always calling the police, making such a big deal out of things?”

“What rules?” Daisy Zane looked at her and chuckled, “I have always followed my own rules.”

“Arrogant.” Lilian Lopez didn't want to say more and went straight to the point, “Tell me, how do you want to solve this problem? Whether it's money or resources, I can give them to you and won't bother you in the future.”

Daisy Zane guessed that Olivia Chester must have failed to find someone to help with their connection. Even though the bank card she had used wasn't linked to her identity information, if she was investigated, she would not have an easy time without any useful connections.

“Isn't it being resolved?” Daisy said, “How to solve it next depends on the police station's procedures.”

“What do you want!” Lilian Lopez threw the nail file to the ground.

“Do nothing, you don't want me to mix in this circle, and I don't want you to mix in this circle, isn't that fair?”

“Daisy Zane, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty.” Lilian Lopez stood up and said, “Do you know the simplest way to ruin a woman? Ruin her innocence.”

Lilian Lopez laughed, her eyes malicious: “Did you see the three of them? You'd better agree with me today and settle with the police. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave this room. And various dirty photos of you will be flying all over the place tomorrow.”

Daisy Zane's brows twitched lightly.

Lilian Lopez took two steps towards her and said: “Not only will you not be able to make it in this circle, but you'll also become a street mouse in this world that everyone wants to beat.”

“What if I say no?” Daisy Zane's mouth curved in a faint smile.

“Good, you're a tough nut to crack.” Lilian Lopez said, “Well then, enjoy yourself tonight. ”

After finishing her words, Lilian Lopez sat back on the sofa and made a gesture to the three men.

One of them went to grab a camera while the other two took off their suit jackets and walked towards her.

Lilian Lopez had an expression of watching a show, and her assistant stood by, her head down and shivering.

As the man approached her, Daisy Zane immediately kicked one of them to the ground, and before the other man could resist, threw a punch at his face and knocked him down as well.

The man holding the camera hesitated for a moment before rushing over.

Daisy Zane dodged to the side, grabbed his wrist and twisted it, disarming him.

The camera fell to the floor and broke.

Daisy Zane kicked him on the lower leg, knocking him to the ground as well.

All three men lay on the ground, the first one unable to get up even after two attempts. Daisy Zane didn't even change her expression from beginning to end.

Lilian Lopez stood up in fright, her face pale.

Daisy Zane shook her wrist and whispered, “Either get lost or die.”

Like a sentence from the depths of hell, the three men were scared to climb up and ran out the door immediately.

“Now it's just you.” Daisy Zane looked at Lilian Lopez and approached her step by step.

For a moment, Lilian Lopez thought Daisy Zane was like a madwoman.

She began to tremble uncontrollably, and as Daisy Zane was about to approach her, she turned to run.

Daisy Zane moved forward two steps, and her hand went from behind to the front to grab her throat.

Lilian Lopez instinctively raised her hand to hold onto the hand gripping her throat.

Daisy Zane took down the hairpin from her hair, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders. She pressed the hairpin against Lilian Lopez's tender face, whispering in her ear, “You should be glad that I've restrained myself a lot now. Otherwise…”

Daisy Zane's hand exerted a bit of force, and the hairpin pressed deeper into her face, “I would've peeled off your face..”

Chapter end