The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy - C.227 - 217: The Wicked Couple

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Chapter 227: Chapter 217: The Wicked Couple

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ā€œBrook Sister! He is plagiarizing! He is stealing!ā€ Allonzo Hobson continued to yell, ā€œWe need to sue him.ā€

Juan Wright was stunned by his yelling, then he joined him: ā€œReally?ā€

ā€œOf course itā€™s true!ā€ Allonzo Hobsonā€™s finger almost poked into the TV, ā€œItā€™s the same as what I saw in Brook Sisterā€™s painting book.ā€

ā€œThen we must sue him, Teacher, we canā€™t take this loss.ā€ Juan Wright also said.

Daisy Zane looked up at Juan Wright, wondering when she got an apprentice.

ā€œRight, letā€™s contact Austin Allen right now and sue him to death!ā€ Allonzo Hobson said while searching for his cell phone, ā€œWhat kind of chief designer is he, just a stinky plagiarist! Whereā€™s my phone? Where did I put my phone?ā€

Charles Amos saw him spinning in circles looking for his phone and handed him the one on the sofa.

Allonzo Hobson took it and searched for Austin Allenā€™s contact information: ā€œIā€™m going to sue this dog designer until he cries and begs for mercy. How dare he plagiarize our Brook Sisterā€™s work, does he think weā€™re dead?ā€

ā€œUmā€¦ Young Master Hobson.ā€ Daisy Zane called out to him as he was about to make the call.

ā€œBrook Sister, donā€™t worry about it, Iā€™ll handle it, we canā€™t take that loss.ā€

ā€œYes, Teacher, donā€™t worry!ā€

Daisy Zane: .

She glanced at Kevin Clark, who was watching her with a look of watching the excitement and not wanting to get involved. Then she called them out again: ā€œHold on for a moment.

ā€œWhatā€™s the matter, Teacher?ā€

Daisy Zane looked at the two of them calmly, her eyes showing a hint of helplessness. After a moment, she said, ā€œIs there a possibility that the work was designed by me?ā€

ā€œYes, it was designed by you. Clayson Ninevara stole it!ā€ Allonzo Hobson said.

Daisy Zane: .

Charles sat next to Daisy Zaneā€™s legs, looked at her speechless face, then looked at Allonzo Hobson, and his childish voice resounded: ā€œMy mom means to say, is there a possibility that Clayson is her?ā€

Charlesā€™ low voice was like a huge rock smashing into the calm lake, causing huge waves. All the people in the living room were stunned.

Michael Jackson, Juan Wright, and Allonzo Hobson all looked at Daisy Zane, while Kevin Clark also looked at her, with a playful smile in his eyes.

After a while, Allonzo Hobsonā€™s phone slipped from his hand and fell onto the carpet, making a dull thud, breaking the frozen silence.

ā€œBrook, Brook Sisterā€¦ I, I just heard Charles say you are Clayson.ā€

ā€œYeah.ā€ Charles answered.

Michael Jackson swallowed, his eyes almost popping out as he stared out straight at Daisy Zane, trying to console himself in his heart.

Itā€™s okay, itā€™s okay. Michael Jackson, youā€™ve been through a lot.

Youā€™ve been through her identity as Nameless, this is a small scene, you need to stay calm, stay calm.

But the comfort didnā€™t work, and he couldnā€™t manage his facial expression.

Juan Wright wasnā€™t in the fashion circle, so Claysonā€™s identity wasnā€™t a big shock to him, but he knew what kind of status Clayson had.

So all he could think about was how powerful his teacher must be.

The most affected was Allonzo Hobson, being repeatedly crushed in his familiar circle. She had already played with the entertainment industry with her Flynn Ninevara identity.

Now she stood at the top of the fashion circle as well.

It wasnā€™t just her playing with others in this circle, she could play with others directly in this circle.

She could easily decide the fate of a person in this circle just by her casual words.

ā€œBrook, Brook Sisterā€¦ā€ Allonzo Hobson stepped on his cell phone and walked to Daisy Zaneā€™s side, ā€œYou, youā€¦ youā€™re Clayson.ā€

Charles brought a small hairband for Daisy Zane to tie her hair.

Daisy Zane took it, combed his hair by hand, and looked at Allonzo Hobson: ā€œReally? Doesnā€™t it look like it?ā€

ā€œLike, like, likeā€¦ā€ Allonzo Hobson touched his face and took a deep breath, ā€œItā€™s too much like.ā€

Daisy Zane laughed, ignored him, and bent down to tie a half-bun for Charles. She then pinched his soft, tofu-like milk fleshy like a toy, and let him go play on the side.

Kevin Clark had been watching her, and after Charles walked away, he said, ā€œI remember Clayson has almost half of the shares of Spotlight.ā€

Daisy Zane: .

Seeing her not talking, Kevin Clark raised his hand and touched her face, ā€œI didnā€™t remember it wrong, did I?ā€

ā€œNo mistake.ā€ Daisy Zane looked at him, her expression indifferent and her voice unfriendly, ā€œWhatā€™s the matter?ā€

Kevin Clark was taken aback by her question and immediately burst into laughter, ā€œSo you just watched as I arranged your familyā€™s endorsement for you.ā€

ā€œSixty percent advance payment is really tempting,ā€ said Daisy Zane, adding,

ā€œAs long as you donā€™t raise the price of jadeite diamonds.ā€

Kevin Clark: ā€œā€¦So you played your boyfriend?ā€

Daisy Zane stared straight into his eyes with an imposing aura, ā€œFirst, you had the idea of raising the price from the beginningā€¦you know whoā€™s fooling who.

Secondlyā€¦ donā€™t get friendly, I was single back then.ā€

Juan Wright watched as his Third Master was rendered speechless.

Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane looked at each other for a while before he admitted defeat: ā€œItā€™s my fault.ā€™

ā€œAs long as you admit it.ā€

Kevin Clark listened to her triumphant and indifferent tone and laughed, ā€œYouā€™re guarding a gold mine in D Continent. You sell gold to Felix Baker and make a fortune, and get even more with stock shares. Does Felix know?ā€ Daisy Zane: ā€œā€¦Why should he know? The shares I got are not as many as his.ā€ Michael Jackson gasped, her reasoning made so much sense.

Kevin Clark smiled, ā€œFrom now on, you can set the price of jadeite from D Continent and diamonds from F Continent for Felix. Earn more money and make your wallet fatter.ā€

Daisy Zane looked at him without speaking.

Kevin Clark patted her head, ā€œItā€™s our own business, donā€™t be polite.ā€

Allonzo Hobson watched the two of them, feeling like a big grudge seed. What a perfect match these two cunning lovers were!

At noon, they all had lunch together, and in the afternoon, several grown men accompanied Charles Amos to play in the backyard.

On such a hot day, several grown men and a child each held a water gun, playing and laughing.

Daisy Zane and Kevin Clark sat in the sunroom, enjoying the air conditioning while watching the group of people.

Daisy Zane, writing a script, commented, ā€œMen remain boys until they die.ā€

Kevin Clark smiled, peeled a grape, and offered it to her lips, ā€œThereā€™s a fashion show tomorrow. Do you want to go?ā€

ā€œThe Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts one?ā€ Daisy Zane asked, taking the grape without lifting her head.

ā€œYou know about it?ā€

ā€œYes.ā€ Daisy Zane swallowed the grape, ā€œDid you get the invitation?ā€

ā€œYes.ā€ Kevin Clark peeled another one, ā€œMy family received five invitations.ā€

Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows slightly. The Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts brand was well-known both domestically and internationally, with a strong influence. Although it was a relatively young clothing brand, its influence was on par with century-old international brands.

The brandā€™s founders were Joseph Allen and Shopie Easton.

Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts only made clothes, mainly womenā€™s wear, and occasionally menā€™s wear. Many domestic celebrities borrowed their haute couture dresses for red carpet events, and some tycoons and big shots also loved their regular wear.

Every year, they sent invitations for fashion shows to these people, making the shows lively and exciting.

It was not surprising that the Clarks received so many invitations at once.

ā€œWant to go together and take a look? There are beautiful dresses,ā€ suggested Kevin Clark.

Daisy Zane looked up at him and felt like he was raising her as a daughter.

ā€œWhatā€™s wrong?ā€ Kevin Clark asked, seeing her strange look.

ā€œNothing.ā€ Daisy Zane lowered her head again.

ā€œShall we go?ā€

ā€œYes..

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