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

After reviewing Mason Davis’ material, Kevin Clark drove Daisy Zane home and told her to get some sleep at the Everlasting Palace.

Upon arriving at the palace, Kevin picked up some packed medicines meant for throat protection from his place. After watching Daisy consume one dose, he planned to leave.

“Aren’t you resting for a bit?”

“I’m okay.” Kevin kissed her forehead, “I’ve placed an order for your lunch, it will be delivered.”

“You don’t need to bother about me.”

“I always have time to spare for you.” Kevin chuckled.

Daisy raised her eyebrow and said, “Why not research on the population migration in Truro city from ten to twenty years ago and check if there’s anyone who disappeared after moving, or anyone who vanished suddenly. That homeless man couldn’t have wandered into Truro City for no reason.”

“Hmm. Okay.” Kevin verbally agreed, but his mind was elsewhere. His thoughts were filled with love and romance, while hers were filled with work, “Call me if anything comes up.”

Leaning against the door, Daisy replied nonchalantly, “What could happen?”

“For instance… You might miss me.” Kevin stated.

Daisy:

Seeing her reaction, Kevin laughed and gently caressed her face, “Well, I’m leaving. You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ve arranged everything.

Sweet dreams.’

“Hmm.”

After Kevin had left, Daisy changed into sleepwear and immediately fell asleep on the bed.

It was exhausting to film for an entire day and having had to deal with various issues after she stayed up all night, she was drained.

People have an uncanny ability to push themselves when they are alone, tolerating fatigue to keep going.

But now, Daisy fell asleep as soon as she laid down on the bed. Despite her reluctance to confront it, somewhere deep down, she was dependent on Kevin.

She knew Kevin was capable and reliable. Even if a problem arose, Kevin could handle it all.

She could finally rest in peace.

Daisy slept until Kevin returned in the afternoon. Someone delivered lunch, which she simply placed on the dining table and then went back to sleep.

She only woke up when Kevin rang the doorbell.

“You’re back?” Daisy opened the door.

“Hmm.” Kevin looked at her, “Just woke up?”

“Hmm.” Daisy asked, “Has the drug test report been released? Was it 319?”

Kevin sighed in his heart and responded as usual, “Yes, the report is out. It does contain traces of 319. The levels of all body indicators of the corpse have been lowered as well.”

Watching him take off his shoes, Daisy said, “But those who have been injected with 319 in the past didn’t die in such a short span.”

While bending down, Kevin glanced up at Daisy for a moment. His gaze lingered on her chest for a second before he swiftly averted his eyes. Straightening up after placing his shoes properly, he said, “We don’t know the reason for now. people who are injected with 319 will hallucinate and become addicted. If stopped, their mental health will have issues, or they may suffer convulsions. But those who died from it in the past were all long-term users.” “Are you saying it’s a matter of dosage?”

“That’s not ruled out. But it’s still not confirmed.” Kevin entered the living room and went to wash his hands in the washroom, “The specific composition of 319 is quite peculiar. As we cannot identify it, we’re clueless about what it is. So far, there hasn’t been any record related to this substance.”

Daisy leaned on the washroom door, understanding clearly. As long as they didn’t know what it was, every step would be difficult.

They would not know what could suppress it if they didn’t know what it was.

Numerous experiments were being conducted by the research institute every day. Despite countless method trials, all of them ended in failure.

“Daisy.” Kevin called her from beside the sink.

“Hmm?”

“I want to use the washroom.” Kevin stated.

Daisy stalled for a second, then leaned against the door frame with an indifferent expression, “Hmm, go ahead.”

Seeing her nonchalance, Kevin chuckled. His already captivating features became even more enchanting due to the crimson color around his eyes, “Since

Daisy doesn’t mind, I naturally don’t.”

Daisy didn’t move, her gaze even slid down before she raised an eyebrow.

Kevin ground his teeth, his hand rested on his belt buckle before pressing it.

Watching his belt loosening, Daisy instantly straightened up and without uttering a word, turned around and left. Seeing her leaving, Kevin chuckled and mumbled, “Cheeky miss.”

Then he closed the washroom door.

When he came out of the washroom again, Daisy was sitting on the sofa, twirling a pencil she had found somewhere in her hand, deep in thought..