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

Chapter 9: Harry Anderson Provides Support

Daisy Zane, who rarely drove, took her car out for a spin today. She received a call while she was in the parking lot, so she answered it then and there.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into them.

Having said just a few words to the person on the line, Daisy hung up and they showed up.

Daisy took a quick glance; the Hobson couple, a family of three from the Miles family and Old Master Miles along with a nanny and housekeeper.

"Olivia, what are you doing here?" Old Master Miles supported himself with a cane and smiled kindly after seeing her.

"I'm meeting a friend."

"Let me introduce you to some people." The Old Master turned to the Hobson couple.

Johanes Miles pulled at his father's clothes from behind, but the Old Master ignored it silently.

"These are your Auntie Horton's brother and sister-in-law. This is Olivia, Sophie Johnson's elder sister."

The Hobson couple smiled faintly at Old Master Miles, but when they turned their eyes to Daisy, they showed disdain and dislike. They didn't say anything.

Daisy didn't want to know them either, and didn't even look at them while the Old Master introduced them.

Seeing her like this, Johanes frowned in discontent, "Don't you know how to greet your elders?"

"Dad, I guess my elder sister is just not used to talking to strangers." Amelia Miles explained.

Johanes snorted coldly.

Old Master Miles didn't care what they thought, he spoke to Daisy alone, "Are you leaving already? Let the driver give you a ride."

"No need." Today, Daisy wore a light purple dress that tightly wrapped her waist. There was an air of dominance in her aloof demeanor, "I'll be going first."

After speaking, she nodded slightly towards Old Master Miles, walked two steps towards her car, and pressed the car key.

The Crystal Purple Ferrari in the parking space lit up.

Everyone was surprised, especially Amelia Miles, whose pupils trembled.

Just as Daisy was about to reach for the car door, Amelia suddenly spoke up, "What a beautiful car sister has! Was it given to you by a friend?"

Her voice sounded sweet but it was uncomfortable to listen to.

Daisy paused and looked at her.

Amelia tilted her head and said with a smile, "Your friend is very generous, gifting you such a nice car and letting you live in the Doomsday Hotel. I'm so envious."

As soon as Amelia's words fell, her Aunt mockingly said, "What kind of friend is this, showering you with both a luxury hotel and car, something I've never encountered in all my years."

Some things Amelia's mother shouldn't say, as it would damage family harmony. But the Hobsons, supporting their sister, had no qualms about speaking up.

After the aunt finished speaking, she immediately exchanged a glance with her mother.

Johanes couldn't keep his face straight. He walked forward and interrogated, "Where did you get the car?"

In Johanes' eyes, Daisy had spent over twenty years in the countryside before moving to Truro City less than three months ago.

A poor girl like her could only obtain a fancy car like this and live in the Doomsday Hotel through illegitimate means. They, on the other hand, would not even normally indulge in such luxuries.

Adding in Amelia's words,

He seemed to be sure that Daisy hadn't been doing anything legitimate with her appearance.

"Where did you get the car!"

Daisy looked straight into his eyes as she observed the red, resentful expression on his face. It suddenly struck her as funny.

Amelia pursed her lips, lowered her head, but couldn't hide the triumph in her eyes.

"Johanes, shut up! Don't you know how to ask nicely?" said Old Master Miles.

"She has done something indecent, and I can't even mention it. To throw her face away for some cash, I, Johanes Miles, don't have a daughter like that, I'd kill her today," he raised his hand as he spoke.

Daisy's indifferent expression suddenly turned vicious.

But just as his hand was about to fall, Harry Anderson's voice suddenly sounded.

"Lucia?"

Johanes's hand paused in mid-air as everyone else looked towards the source of the voice.

Harry hurried over. Seeing Johanes's raised hand, he frowned, "What's going on?"

"Mayor John," said Johanes as he lowered his hand. He looked somewhat embarrassed, "It's just a family matter."

Amelia saw John Anderson coming, she went straight to his side, looking frightened like a little girl.

John asked, "What happened?"

"My older sister and my dad had a conflict." Amelia worriedly replied.

John Anderson narrowed his eyes, wondering what could have led to a physical conflict.

Harry Anderson stepped to the side, blocking Johanes Miles and asked Daisy Zane in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

His tone was cautious.

John couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth several times, wondering when his father would ever speak to him with even a fraction of the gentleness he showed now. He would be more than satisfied with that.

The people from the Hobson and Miles families were obviously taken aback by Harry's concerned tone and they were all somewhat dazed.

It was Old Master Miles who spoke up first, "Mayor John, you know Olivia Brown?"

"Yes." Harry didn't give a detailed explanation and, looking at Johanes Miles, his tone was cold and even the usual courtesy between in-laws was absent. "Director Miles, no matter what the reason, hitting someone is always wrong. Besides, she's just a girl.

"Mayor John, this..." Johanes rubbed his hands together, smiling stiffly, "Yes, I was too impulsive just now."

Concerned about the relationship between the two families and not wanting to cause trouble for Daisy Zane, Harry didn't say anything else. He turned to Daisy and asked, "Do you need someone to take you home?"

"I drove here." Daisy Zane nodded towards her car.

"Okay, drive carefully on your way back," Harry admonished. "Make sure to drive slowly, don't run red lights, and pay attention to the road conditions."

Daisy Zane gave a faint nod, her demeanor as cold and detached as usual when dealing with people.

She didn't look at the group, instead getting in her car and starting it up. Then she rolled down the window, looked at Johanes Miles, and said coldly, "If you've never fulfilled your duty as a father, don't try to act like one. It's shameless behavior."

After saying this, she gave a slight nod to Harry and drove away.

The remaining people exchanged glances, their faces not looking so good. Especially Johanes Miles, whose face was flushed and his muscles twisted in anger.

He had lost face in front of the Hobson family, in front of Harry, and had been scolded by his illegitimate daughter.

With so many people around, he couldn't vent his anger and had never felt so suffocated before.

Harry waited for Daisy's car to disappear from view before addressing the group, "I have to catch a flight soon, so I'll be going."

"Mayor John, you're busy, carry on," Johanes Miles said.

Harry nodded to him and walked towards his car.

The Hobson and Miles families were both silent. Old Master Miles, not wanting to deal with them, had the housekeeper accompany him as he walked away with his cane.

Amelia Miles stared in the direction Daisy had left. Harry had never been so cautious when talking to her. So, why did an illegitimate daughter deserve such treatment? After a while, she suppressed the anger in her heart, took John's arm, and asked with a smile, "Uncle John knows my sister?"

At this question, John suddenly remembered something his father had said to him once.

"Don't tell anyone that I know Daisy Zane, or I'll kill you."

"I don't know," John laughed. "My father never talks to me about his affairs."

Amelia smiled and lowered her head, saying nothing more.

**

Daisy Zane returned to Everlasting Palace. In the elevator, she felt a little uncomfortable and her waist ached.

She calculated the days and figured her period was about to start.

She was a bit annoyed.

The elevator stopped on the twenty-seventh floor. The door opened, and Kevin Clark stepped in.

Seeing him, Daisy checked the elevator floor number again.

Kevin also hadn't expected to run into her. After a moment of surprise, he smiled and said, "I've also bought this floor."

"...Oh," Daisy thought, you're rich. "Just one floor, by the time the elevator comes, you could have walked up the stairs."

The elevator opened again on the twenty-eighth floor, and they walked out together. Kevin admitted, "I'm lazy."

"It seems like it," Daisy noticed that whenever she saw him, her mood would improve significantly.

Indeed... being good-looking had its uses.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Kevin asked.

"Huh?" Daisy looked at him.

"You don't look well."

"Oh." Daisy touched her face and said, somewhat unconcerned, "Maybe I'm just a little tired."

"Then, get some rest early, and don't stay up too late."

Daisy nodded unenthusiastically.

Seeing her evasive response, Kevin's tone became even gentler, "Listen."

His gentle tone was a little intoxicating.

Daisy looked at him, and saw that his usually imposing eyes were now filled with a gentle smile as he regarded her.

This made her, usually immune to compliments or criticism, a little unable to resist, "Okay."