The Big Shot s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy - Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Chapter 257

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Daisy Zane often forgot how cunning Arthur North could be whenever he was gentle with her.

What kind of fun is she looking for?

Looking forward to Robinson Scott’s two dads coming to Imperial Capital to meddle in affairs and muddy the waters?

Daisy Zane always felt that he seemed to be plotting something.

“Alright, let’s hang up.” Daisy Zane said.

“Little Girl.” Arthur North was afraid she would suddenly hang up the phone, so he called out in a somewhat urgent tone.

Hearing his shout, Daisy Zane moved her finger away from the hang-up button: “Yes?”

“It’s not easy to make a phone call, won’t you ask about me?” Arthur North said.

“I remember we just met this morning.”

Arthur North:

“Besides… can’t you see me?”

Arthur North:

When she found out that the surveillance equipment was provided by the Easton Group, Daisy Zane knew what Arthur North had in mind.

“I know you’re watching, so behave yourself and don’t flirt with other girls.”

“Do you have any objections?” Daisy Zane heard someone coming into the restroom, washing their hands.

“Can I… have an objection?”

“Up to you.” Daisy Zane said indifferently.

“And then I have my objections, and you’ll still do what you want.”

“Mm.”

Arthur North laughed helplessly: “Alright, I’ll take it as your loving care for your niece.”

Daisy Zane: .

After hanging up the phone, Daisy Zane checked her cell phone again in the restroom, replied to a few people, and then sent the hot search news to Robinson Scott before leaving the restroom.

It was only when she reached the washbasin outside that she realized that the person who had come in was Olivia Lane.

She was washing her hands.

Daisy Zane looked at her and laughed: “You’ve been washing your hands for quite a while.”

“None of your business.”

Daisy Zane also washed her hands and said, “Shall we go back together?”

Olivia Lane didn’t say a word and walked straight out.

Daisy Zane laughed and followed her out as well.

The two walked side by side, their heights similar and their steps in sync, giving the impression of being twins from behind.

Only Daisy Zane’s aura was cold and strong.

Both were silent on their way back to the classroom from the restroom.

Upon returning to the classroom, some people were already sleeping with their heads on the table.

Both of them lightened their footsteps and returned to their seats.

Olivia Lane continued playing games, while Daisy Zane flipped through a book she had left on the table.

In the afternoon class, the teachers did not ask any further questions, and even in two consecutive chemistry classes, students completed two sets of test papers.

This accurately reflected the dull learning life of Senior Three.

Chemistry could be considered Daisy Zane’s strong suit. She held the test paper with one hand and a pen with the other, writing answers on the paper.

For her, these things were too simple, and she didn’t even need to calculate, she could write the answers just by looking at them once.

She wrote quickly, and so did Olivia Lane.

As Daisy Zane wrote, she glanced at Olivia Lane’s test paper.

And then she didn’t see a single correct answer.

What kind of luck would make someone get every multiple-choice question wrong?

And as for the essay questions later on, she probably just glanced at each question and then left the rest blank.

Since her cell phone was taken away by Daisy Zane again, Olivia Lane could only stare blankly at the desktop.

Daisy Zane: .

After the afternoon classes were over, dinner followed, then evening self-study, which lasted until 9 0’clock.

Evening self-study consisted of writing papers and solving problems. Teachers would sit at the front. Students could ask them about anything they didn’t understand.

The main goal of the variety show was to depict the most authentic high school life. Therefore, it was decided during the discussion with various teachers at the time that the few participants did not receive much attention during the show.

The program was never intended to be humorous or funny from the beginning.

Instead, it focused on youth, striving, and hard work.

In the midst of boring study and hard work, a group of young people at the peak of their adolescence were laying the groundwork for their future.

Among the participants, other than Daisy Zane and Turner Daniel, the remaining six were collapsing from exhaustion.

Not only was it because they had experienced high school before, but also because they had forgotten many things they learned under the same circumstances.

It was like going to take an exam and forgetting everything you studied diligently.

After the evening self-study finally ended, George Dunn was so exhausted that he didn’t even want to move in his seat.

But, determined not to be mocked for looking old, he forced himself up and accompanied a few boys to walk Daisy Zane back to her dormitory with the other girls.

Two of Daisy’s roommates were her fans, apart from Olivia Lane.

To avoid any awkwardness for the other two, they asked all three of them for autographs after they returned to the dorm.

Celeste Martin said, “I originally brought gifts for you, but the dormitory supervisor confiscated them.”

“Exactly, my whole box of snacks got confiscated, ” Serena Buster added. Suddenly, she took out a few boxes of potato chips from the cabinet and distributed them among everyone, “Thankfully, I was smart enough to hide a few in my clothes bag. Come on, let’s eat them quickly before they get discovered. ”

One of the girls, holding a bag of potato chips, asked, “Can the teacher see us through this camera?”

Everyone suddenly looked at the camera. They stared at it, and then Daisy Zane said, “If they could see, they would have seen us already. The only thing we can do now is eat these chips before the teacher comes.”

“And then deny it till we die?” asked Serena Buster.

Daisy Zane looked at her and slowly uttered four words, “Enjoy while we can.”

Olivia Lane chuckled softly, but when Daisy Zane looked over, she immediately stopped laughing and even glared at her.

Daisy Zane smiled to herself, thinking: what a strange and stubborn little girl.

“What are we waiting for then? Let’s eat!” said one of the girls. The other quickly locked the dormitory door and said, “Let’s take our time.” “You’re all so sneaky,” Serena Buster laughed. “Hurry, hurry, eat.”

The six girls in the dormitory ate and chatted at ease, not in a hurry at all.

Daisy Zane sat in a chair, her cell phone thrown onto the table while she listened to them.

The other two girls were adorable and very entertaining to talk to.

They likely were assigned by the school to help lighten the mood.

As Daisy Zane listened, suddenly, her phone on the table rang.

The sound wasn’t very loud, but everyone’s attention was instantly drawn to it.

They all looked at the cell phone.

The caller’s name was marked with an asterisk, but the background picture of the incoming call was a side profile of Kevin Clark.

Celeste Martin was standing right beside her, leaning against her cabinet, very close to her.

She slightly turned her head and saw the picture on the cell phone. Her eyes tightened instantly.

It was the man who was at the Court Music Academy, talking to a little boy and Charles Flores that day.

Charles Flores had called him “Third Master.”

Later, she asked about him, but Charles Flores told her not to inquire too much. So she searched for him online on her own.

Although there were no photos available, who else could be called “Third Master” other than the man from the Clark Family?

However, why did Daisy Zane have his photo and even set it as the background for her incoming calls?

Was it Third Master Clark calling her?

How could that be possible?

The two other girls and Serena Buster, who were farther away, couldn’t see clearly. After a quick glance, they looked away, not wanting to pry into someone’s privacy.

Only when Olivia Lane saw it, she almost wrote “speechless” on her face. Didn’t they have contact over the phone just at noon? Why is he calling again now?