The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy - C.296 - 272: Madamā€¦

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Chapter 296: Chapter 272: Madamā€¦

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The students entering the Ceremony Hall are being arranged to find their seats by the teacher.

At the entrance, a group of people are stunned by Felix Bakerā€™s words.

Everyone is a little confused about the meaning of Felix Bakerā€™s sentence.

George Dunn hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at Daisy Zane. Was this person related to Spotlight too?

Flynn Ninevaraā€¦ and Clayson Ninevaraā€¦

Thinking about it, George Dunn shook his head, shaking off his thoughts. It couldnā€™t be, it couldnā€™t be. This was the chief designer of Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts, how could they be related to Spotlight?

Impossible, impossible.

Celeste Martin, seeing everyoneā€™s attention being taken away by Daisy Zane, felt sick in her heart.

Felix Baker saw the puzzled looks on their faces, looked at the director, then at Daisy Zane, and realized, ā€œAh, no, no meaning.ā€

Director Nashā€™s stiff face twitched slightly, then let out a dry laugh, ā€œHahaha, Mr. Baker, let me introduce you to these people who are participating in the recording.ā€

ā€œSure.ā€ Felix Baker glanced at Daisy Zane again, smiling as he agreed.

Director Nash introduced the participants one by one, and Felix Baker shook hands with each of them. Afterwards, he chatted with George Dunn, ā€œDidnā€™t expect Best Actor Dunn to be here.ā€

George Dunn smiled and glanced at Daisy Zane, ā€œNo choice, havenā€™t had any movies to shoot recently.ā€

Daisy Zane:

ā€œI understand. I have the same feeling when my Clayson doesnā€™t submit his manuscript,ā€ said Felix Baker, smiling amicably.

Upon hearing his words, Daisy Zane rubbed her fingertips.

ā€œBut recently, her manuscript has been handed in promptly. She prioritized Spotlight amidst her busy schedule, which makes me feel relieved. Sheā€™s really thoughtful,ā€ Felix Baker continued, ā€œYou know our Concept Release Conference just ended, and weā€™ve been very busy.ā€

George Dunn wore a polite smile, but his inner thoughts were, this toneā€¦ why is it so smug?

Seeing this, Director Nash was about to praise Clayson Ninevara, but before the words reached his lips, Daisy Zane said, ā€œThe students are all seated, itā€™s time to begin.ā€

Everyone looked at Daisy Zane.

Daisy Zane didnā€™t look at anyone else but only stared at Felix Baker, saying calmly, ā€œMr. Baker, please come this way.ā€

Felix Baker was called ā€˜Mr. Bakerā€™, his heart thumping, almost jumping out of his chest.

ā€œYes, yes, Mr. Baker, please come this way,ā€ Director Nash said.

ā€œOh, alright,ā€ Felix Baker glanced at Daisy Zane again, saying, ā€œLetā€™s all go together, shall we?ā€

Having said that, just when he was about to move, Daisy Zane took a step ahead of him.

Felix Baker then saw Daisy Zane walk to his side, not even looking at him, and stepped on his foot.

ā€œHissā€“ā€ Felix Baker gasped in pain.

Daisy Zane did not move her foot away even after hearing his gasp, and deliberately used more force. It was obviously intentional.

Felix Baker bent over in pain.

Director Nash was in complete shock, sweating profusely, ā€œMr. Baker, Mr. Baker, are you okay? Daisy didnā€™t mean it.ā€

George Dunn, standing right next to Daisy Zane and up close to the scene, was stunned.

Celeste Martin was also startled, quickly came to Felix Bakerā€™s side, ā€œMr. Baker, are you okay?ā€

After saying that, she glanced at Daisy Zane, thinking in her heart, ā€˜Now that you have offended him, letā€™s see how you fix this.ā€™

The remaining people either held their breaths in silence or expressed their concern out loud. They were worried that he might get angry and refuse to give the lecture, leaving right away.

Seeing him bend over, Daisy Zane finally moved her foot away, held his arm, and helped him up, ā€œAh, Mr. Baker, I stepped on you.ā€

There wasnā€™t a trace of remorse in Daisy Zaneā€™s tone, even appearing perfunctory.

Felix Baker stared at her with gritted teeth, lowering his voice, ā€œThese are my new custom-made leather shoes, first time wearing them today.ā€

Celeste Martin, standing beside him, naturally overheard, her heart instantly aflame with pain.

Daisy Zane: ā€œI can tell.ā€ š‘“š“‡š˜¦š˜¦š”€š“®š’·š˜Æš“øš“‹š“®š˜­.š“¬š“øš˜®

ā€œYou!ā€ Felix Baker said, ā€œCompensate me!ā€

ā€œNo money.ā€

Felix Baker felt her hand on his arm tighten, so he quickly straightened up and withdrew his arm. He said to the people around him, ā€œItā€™s fine, itā€™s just a small matter. Everyone, please have a seat, have a seat.ā€

Everyone looked at the two, then at Felix Bakerā€™s pair of haute couture leather shoes with a noticeable indent.

This was just a small matter? People were baffled and feeling chaotic.

Director Nashā€™s rapidly beating heart returned to its place, swallowing hard, thinking: ā€˜This isnā€™t just an acquaintance, but a very close relationship.ā€™

The director and leader exchanged a few words, then let everyone be seated.

George Dunn was still thinking if he should stay to ā€œentertainā€ Felix Baker, but Daisy Zane was going to leave with their group.

However, she didnā€™t get away, as Felix Baker held her back.

Celeste Martin glanced back, her eyes flickering with a hint of darkness.

Daisy Zane looked at Felix Baker: ā€œWhat are you doing?ā€

ā€œWhere are you going?ā€ Felix asked.

ā€œTo listen.ā€ Daisy looked at him, slowly uttering three words, ā€œYour lecture.ā€

Felix choked on his saliva: ā€œCough, coughā€¦ Whatā€™s there to listen to? Why donā€™t youā€¦ā€

ā€œSpeak well.ā€ Daisy finished her sentence, raised her eyebrows at him, pulled her arm away, and left.

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, George Dunn followed Daisy out as well.

Felix stared at her back, his eyebrows twitching. Thisā€¦ thisā€¦ no one told him he had to face such a test.

If he didnā€™t speak well, heā€™d be laughed at; if he didnā€™t get to the point, heā€™d be mocked; if he talked too much nonsense, heā€™d be given the cold shoulder.

A feeling of nervousness suddenly crept into Felixā€™s heart.

If he had known earlier, he would have prepared a hundred-page PPT and a ten-page long draft.

Butā€¦ although nervousness loomed in his heart, after going backstage, Felix still took a photo of his shoes first, and then found Kevin Clarkā€™s contact information and sent it to him.

He also attached a line: [Third Master, your wife stepped on it. Your wife says sheā€™s broke.]

The word ā€œwifeā€ was used with great intent.

After sending the message, he sent over the receipt for customizing the shoes.

Brightly demanding compensation.

However, five minutes later, Kevin Clark replied: [Good stepping.]

Felix looked at the message: ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€ The word ā€œwifeā€ was spoken in vain.

But after a while, Kevin Clark sent another message: [I have a piece of ruby in my hand. Iā€™ll have it sent to Spotlight.]

Felixā€™s mood instantly smoothed, and sure enough, those two words pleased Kevin Clark.

Two ā€œMrs. Clarkā€ for a piece of ruby; he felt like he had found the road to wealth.

In the classroom, Olivia Lane looked at the empty seats around her, both nearby and in front.

Daisy Zane had only been there for two days, and they hadnā€™t talked much during class.

However, when she suddenly left, Olivia felt that something was missing, and she became increasingly bored.

The Class Representative was handing out test papers again, and within the span of two classes, Daisyā€™s desk was cluttered.

Olivia Lane looked for a while, then rearranged the papers on Daisyā€™s desk.

A stack of papers, Olivia didnā€™t grab them properly, and the one at the bottom fell out.

It was a language test written by Daisy during last nightā€™s evening self-study.

Almost every question on the entire paper was answered, only the final composition was not written.

Especially the poetry appreciation and reading comprehension sections at the back, they were filled with words.

Olivia Lane looked at the handwriting for a while, feeling more and more familiar.

Suddenly, her pupils trembled, and her hand holding the paper tensed, piercing through the paper.

Some things had been stored at home for too long, and in addition to her own problems, she couldnā€™t remember many things clearly.

She had secretly studied psychology courses, a side effect of being too stimulated.

Some things she would remember vaguely. In severe cases, she would even experience forgetfulness.

Only when she saw it again would she gradually remember.

So this familiar handwriting, she couldnā€™t be sure if it was the same as her sisterā€™s.

After sitting in her seat for a while, Olivia Laneā€™s hand was shaking slightly. She looked at the paper again, then got up with the paper, folding it while walking out of the classroom.

As she left the teaching building, the bell rang for the start of class.

Olivia Lane, as if she hadnā€™t heard it, continued with a cold expression, quickening her pace toward the place where she often jumped out.

Upon reaching it, she effortlessly climbed the wall.

However, seeing the Lanes guarding the outside of the wall, she hesitated for less than a second before jumping back into school before they could see her.

Without stopping, she headed in the opposite direction.

She jumped out from the garbage pit.

Because she knew that her brother wouldnā€™t let anyone guard this place.

Her brother thought she was too delicate to even approach a garbage pit.

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