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

Chapter 123: Chapter 116: No Discord, No Concord

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After the first person asked for an autograph, others quickly grew bolder.

Although Daisy Zane seemed unapproachable, she didn’t turn anyone down.

As a result, she spent over half an hour just signing autographs.

Juan Wright drove over to pick them up, but he didn’t dare come closer when he saw so many people from a distance.

He only ran over to help with the luggage when both of them walked over to him.

“Happy New Year, Lady Zane,” He said with a smile.

“Happy New Year,” Daisy Zane replied.

Once they got in the car, Daisy Zane leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes.

Kevin Clark held her hand and asked with a laugh, “Tired?”

“Just a bit noisy.” Daisy Zane responded with her eyes closed. “I can’t tell what ‘Flynn Ninevara’ means now.” Kevin Clark chuckled.

“Being a celebrity is really tough.”

Daisy Zane wasn’t really tired, but she found the noisy, adoring environment a bit unbearable.

“Third Master… Those media definitely captured you in their footage, do we need to deal with it?” Juan Wright asked when they fell silent.

“What, can I not show my face?” Kevin Clark retorted.

Juan Wright grimaced upon meeting his gaze in the rearview mirror. “No, no, of course not.

Listening to his obvious desire to live, Daisy Zane smirked and then opened her eyes. “Let’s deal with it.”

Juan Wright immediately responded, “Alright, I’ll make the call.”

Kevin Clark turned his gaze from Daisy Zane to Juan Wright, raising an eyebrow. This guy seemed to have forgotten who he was working for.

Making the call for Juan Wright meant calling Michael Jackson, telling him the situation, and ordering him to handle it.

After he finished the call, Kevin Clark, who was checking his cellphone, asked, “Juan Wright, have you breached the defenses of Celestial Pivot yet?”

Juan Wright stiffened, obviously deflating, “No.”

Daisy Zane looked at Juan Wright. She had never seen him so disheartened.

Kevin Clark snorted, “How far have you gotten?”

“Well…well…” Juan Wright wilted even more. “I’m still at that same step, no progress has been made.”

“Should I go to Celestial Pivot and grab a hacker, and replace you?”

Daisy Zane glanced at Kevin Clark.

“Third Master. The defense system was built by Nathan Ninevara. Apart from Nathan himself, I’d bet no one on this planet who could break it has been born yet.” Juan Wright’s voice got progressively softer, “Unless you captured Holt

Lawrence himself, anyone else we recruit probably wouldn’t be as good as me.”

Kevin Clark fell silent for a moment, “Have there been any updates on Nathan Ninevara?”

“None.” Juan Wright said, “No trace at all. Sometimes I wonder if he’s still alive.”

Daisy Zane: .

“Moreover…he paralyzed the entire program of our skyscraper when he sabotage us. You issued a warrant for him at that time.” Juan Wright said, “If it were me, I wouldn’t show up either. I’d be afraid of you chopping off my hands, or worse, you might kill me.”

Daisy Zane scratched her cheek and looked out of the car window.

“Although he belongs to Celestial Pivot now, with his level, even Holt Lawrence probably doesn’t know where he is.” Juan Wright continued, “The only option available to us is to break into Celestial Pivot’s system, forcing him out. Once he comes out, we could launch an attack on Celestial Pivot and force Holt

Lawrence to hand him over.”

Daisy Zane: .

“Once that happens and we have Nathan Ninevara on our side, we can let bygones be bygones.” Juan Wright said excitedly, “If he refuses to follow…then we’ll cut off his hands, chop off his feet, open his head, then…”

“Shut up,” Kevin Clark said softly.

Juan Wright suddenly remembered Daisy Zane’s presence, in a hurry, he said,

“Lady Zane, I was joking. We normally act upright, really! ”

To this, Daisy Zane returned a ‘you think I believe that?’ sort of look.

“Really.” Juan Wright said, “Against our enemies, we always try to change them with love.”

“You’re full of ideas, how about I give you the position of Big Boss?” Kevin Clark suggested.

“No, no, no. Third Master. What I said was nonsense,” Juan Wright quickly responded.

“If you continue to be this worthless, eating food without doing work, I’ll chop off your hands first.” Kevin Clark didn’t even look at him, his voice calm but deadly.

Juan Wright’s heart skipped a beat. He swallowed and didn’t dare say another word..