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

Chapter 415: Chapter 367: The Bewitching Beauty Who Brings Disaster to the Nation

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Kevin Clark first brought the boiled water to Daisy Zane and had her take a couple of sips.

Five minutes later, he brought up a medicine packet boiled in brown sugar water.

“What is this?”

“Brown sugar water,” Kevin replied.

“Is it  really?” Daisy Zane looked at the color in the bowl.

The dregs had been filtered out, but the color did not look like brown sugar water.

Kevin scooped up some with a spoon, blew on it, and brought it to Daisy Zane’s lips: “Give it a taste.”

Daisy Zane looked into his sincere eyes and took a sip.

The next second, her expression turned cold:

It was not sweet or bitter, but it had some indescribable taste

“I have reasonable suspicion you’re planning to murder me,” Daisy Zane said calmly.

Kevin laughed: “Just drink a little, it will make you feel more comfortable.”

“Let’s wait for a while, it’s a bit hot,” Daisy Zane said.

“Alright.” Kevin put the bowl on the bedside table and rummaged through the items in the suitcase, “Do you need painkillers?”

“No need, I’m fine.”

“I’ve changed the herbal medicine inside the heat pads; they should work better than before,” Kevin said.

“Hmm.” Daisy Zane looked at Kevin, paused, and said, “Kevin Clark, I heard wolves howling.”

Kevin squatted on the ground and looked up at her: “There are wolves in the manor. Did they bother you?”

Daisy Zane shook her head.

“Do you want to see them?”

“Can I?”

“Yes,” Kevin said, “but you’ll have to wait a few days. They just took them out tonight.”

“Okay.”

After a while, the medicine cooled down. Daisy Zane picked up the bowl and drank it all in one go.

Afterward, she drank a couple more sips of water and lay down on the bed.

Kevin got into the bed too, affixed the heat pads on her body, and lay down, hugging her from behind. He slowly massaged her stomach: “Sleep now. If it hurts, just call me.”

“Mhm.”

The next day, Daisy Zane woke up unusually early.

But she did not go downstairs.

Kevin brought her breakfast and lunch.

She spent the morning upstairs writing a script.

During this half-day, the whole Dark Radiance was spreading the news.

Third Master was waiting on someone – the woman he brought. Someone dared to have their Third Master wait on them and even dared to make such demands.

Those who saw Daisy Zane, as well as those who hadn’t, were all astonished.

How could their revered Third Master, their Big Boss, be waiting on someone? What was his hand for? It was supposed to do great things, not wait on someone, not even his wife.

This woman was something else, managing to tame their Big Boss.

Even more astonishing, she dared to have the Big Boss wait on her.

What nerve!

Even a bear’s heart or a leopard’s gall would not dare to be that bold.

Daisy Zane was just writing a script in her room, so the writing went smoothly, but she didn’t want to be interrupted.

In the evening, Daisy Zane went downstairs to have dinner.

Today, there were two more people at the dinner table compared to yesterday.

The exhausted Thomas Firway and the arm-wounded Siera Santiago.

The two of them had gone to the underground training field yesterday and only came out an hour before dinner.

The ten levels of the underground training field were intelligent simulated battlefields.

From level one to ten, the difficulty increased progressively.

Because the levels were randomly generated, each level would be different every time it was played.

However, no matter how a level changed, the difficulty would still be the same.

In addition to testing one’s true strength, it also tested stamina and the ability to adapt to random situations.

Because you never know what you’ll encounter ahead.

Thomas Firway wasn’t injured, but he was too tired to speak a word.

Siera Santiago suffered an arm abrasion, and she didn’t even complete ten rounds. She fainted on the ground and was taken away.

Allonzo Hobson deliberately sat next to Thomas Firway during the meal, continuing to act strangely.

Thomas was filled with anger, but he was unable to vent it.

Daisy Zane glanced at them and said nothing, eating her meal next to Kevin Clark.

The meal was relatively quiet.

Kevin waited for Daisy to put her chopsticks down before he followed suit.

As soon as he put his chopsticks down, James Cooper said, “Third Master, there’s a shipment to be transported tomorrow, and it has to go through the border. It was supposed to be Miss Santiago and Thomas Firway in charge, but ”

James looked at their conditions.

Siera Santiago didn’t even want to raise her eyelids.

It was Thomas Firway who struggled to say, “Third Master, I can do it. I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

James and Michael Jackson looked at him, hearing his breathless voice: ”  .” You don’t look like you can do it.

Kevin Clark remained silent.

It was Daisy Zane who asked, “Going to M Continent?”

The Mountain Sea Continent is next to M Continent.

The borderline is chaotic.

Various forces are present, making it difficult to move goods from one side to the other, as they would be blocked by many forces.

However, for organizations like Dark Radiance  the number of blocking forces would be reduced by 80%.

Because they dare not provoke and cannot afford to provoke.

But  there will always be some who are stubborn and reckless.

Moreover, the bigger the tree, the more wind it attracts

When Daisy Zane spoke, everyone at the table looked at her.

If it weren’t for the authority of Kevin Clark, the expressions hidden in these people’s eyes would probably not let her sit at the table, let alone allow her to speak.

“Yeah,” Kevin answered.

Daisy looked at him and hesitated to ask, “Can I go?”

Upon hearing this, Thomas almost stood up and did two backward flips on the spot to prove that he was really fine.

Everyone’s faces changed drastically. What do you want to do? Will we have to take care of you? Isn’t this adding trouble to our already complicated situation?

Kevin was also somewhat worried. He was not concerned about Daisy’s safety, but rather her physical condition.

“I’m fine,” Daisy reassured him.

Kevin still hesitated. He had something to do tomorrow and couldn’t leave Dark Radiance.

Daisy said, “I won’t fight; I just  want to go along for fun.”

“Do you really want to go?” Kevin asked gently.

Daisy nodded, glanced at the looks of the others who didn’t want her to go, and deliberately said casually, “I’ve never seen cargo transport before and haven’t been to the border. I’m curious and want to see it. To see the scenery of the borderline and take a few photos.”

It was as if she was going on a sightseeing trip.

Allonzo Hobson had just taken a sip of water, and he sprayed it all over Thomas Firway.

Thomas looked at him weakly.

Allonzo choked and coughed. How did she manage to be so nonchalantly bewitching? Was she trying to drive these people crazy?

Michael Jackson pursed his lips, holding back laughter. Darknight Alliance’s Nameless had seen all kinds of scenes

The more others thought she was useless, the more she described herself as useless.

The more they got upset that the Third Master was unconditionally biased towards her, the more she made the Third Master biased.

How many people will lose sleep tonight because of their anger?

Kevin looked at her, the laughter in his eyes growing deeper. And very cooperatively, he said, “If you want to go, you can. But be careful.”

“Alright,” Daisy looked at the others, continuing her soft and casual tone, “As long as they take care of me, I won’t make any trouble. If a fight breaks out, I’ll just cheer from the side. The precondition is that they take good care of me.”

It was a chilly tone and indifferent expression.

But it still made people perceive the words “Country-destroying seductress” in her demeanor.

Everyone stared at her, with faces full of frustration, as if they had just been forced to drink two jugs of swill water.

Even Siera Santiago, who was too weak to raise her head, glared at her.

Daisy Zane felt that the group wanted her to disappear on the spot.

Kevin Clark lowered his head, stifling his laughter to keep from laughing out loud. This little girl.