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

Chapter 93: Chapter 91: Arrest at the Hotel (Part 2)

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Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane both spoke quickly, but they remained calm, lending them an inherent persuasiveness.

The man in front of Daisy Zane received an instruction, immediately pressed his earpiece, and asked the person in the surveillance room. Two seconds later, he got a reply: “Third Master, they’re going up the stairs.”

“Which floor are they on now?”

“Between the 15th and 16th.”

Without any need for communication, Daisy Zane and Kevin Clark simultaneously turned and entered the elevator that had been parked on the 12th floor.

Upon entering the elevator, Daisy Zane pressed the button for the 17th floor, and then the 21st floor: “You take the fire access lane from the 17th floor. I’ll go from the 21st.

“We’re not sure if they’ll keep going up,” said one of the two men who got into the elevator with them.

“I’ll bet they keep going up. They won’t stop until at least the 25th floor,” replied Kevin Clark.

Daisy Zane glanced at him and then subtly curved her lips into a smile: “It seems we are synced up. Have the surveillance room keep us updated on their progress.”

“Yes.” The bodyguard instinctively obeyed Daisy Zane, placing her words on par with Kevin Clark’s.

Kevin Clark also laughed and gave her hand a squeeze.

The elevator quickly reached the 17th floor, and Kevin Clark took one of the men with him.

The other man continued upwards with Daisy Zane.

At this point, the two of them acted in unison, in a natural partnership that required no words.

By the time they reached the 21st floor, there was a message from the surveillance room that their targets had reached the 19th floor.

As soon as Daisy Zane exited the elevator, she began to run towards the fire access lane.

Despite being dressed in a dress and high heels, Daisy Zane ran steadily and quickly. She matched the pace of the professional, specially trained bodyguard by her side.

Halfway there, as though considering her dress an encumbrance, Daisy Zane tossed it to the bodyguard for him to hold. She picked up the skirt hem, and her speed increased further.

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, a twitch appearing at the corner of his professionally trained lips.

This… this beautiful woman, how can… she be so powerful.

Upon reaching the fire access lane, Daisy Zane had scarcely pushed the door open when she heard voices below.

They were running up a corner staircase. Daisy Zane stopped on the steps, neither moving nor allowing the man behind her to move.

“Second Brother Davis, there, there are people, chasing. Chasing us.”

“Run faster.

After this brief exchange, the three of them quickly reached the corner of the staircase.

At that moment, Daisy Zane suddenly sprinted a few steps downwards. On her first step, she leaped down three steps at once.

The expression of the young bodyguard couldn’t help but shift, and even in such a critical situation, he found himself worrying about the heel of her high heels.

Daisy Zane swiftly descended several steps, then gripped the handrail with both hands. Using the momentum and her body strength, her entire body went airborne, and she threw a side kick at the three people.

Almost as if her hands were the fulcrum of a circle and her floating body was the radius, she swung her body upside down from above the handrail at the corner, sweeping out a semicircle.

Her kick sent all three of them tumbling down the stairs.

As Kevin Clark was coming up from below, he saw Daisy Zane’s airborne kick land on them.

The three men rolled down the stairs, whereas Daisy Zane landed and stood firmly on the steps.

The clear sound of her high heels clicking on the staircase echoed in his ears.

The bodyguard behind Kevin Clark was dumbfounded. His mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg. Suddenly, a thought flashed across his mind, could that saying be true?

The better a woman dresses, the harder she fights?

But, Kevin Clark furrowed his brow, he was worried about Daisy Zane’s feet.

Although her high heels were not that tall, but even people wearing flat shoes don’t jump down staircases.

The three men who had tumbled down the stairs quickly scrambled up and started running downstairs.

The bodyguard behind Kevin Clark immediately blocked their path.

But, these three were not weak either; they quickly engaged in a fight with the bodyguard.

Seeing this, Daisy Zane rushed down the stairs, quickly lifted her skirt, and seized the opportunity to kick one of them.

But before she could land another blow, Kevin Clark picked her up around the waist.

“What are you doing!” Daisy Zane twisted around to look at him, her expression very cold, her voice, albeit small, equally cold.

“Do you realize you’re wearing a skirt?” Kevin Clark’s voice bore a hint of annoyance.

“Aren’t I holding it with my hand?” Daisy Zane’s tone was also unfriendly. “You…” Kevin Clark was at a loss for words.

The bodyguard upstairs was dumbfounded by Daisy Zane’s actions; he only came down to help after being taken aback by her.

Two against three, and the three men had also tumbled down the stairs, so they were soon defeated and restrained.

Meanwhile, the other bodyguards had also hurried over and glanced at Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane standing off against each other.

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of engaging with them, they exchanged a glance, took the three men, and left first.

After everyone else had left, the two of them continued their staring contest, neither willing to back down.

One because of concern, the other because of being annoyed at their actions being abruptly halted.

After almost a minute, Daisy Zane suddenly felt that wasting time here was pointless; without saying a word, she turned around, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Kevin Clark’s eyes revealed a moment of panic, and he quickly chased after her:

“Lucia. ”

He reached out to block Daisy Zane, looking at her and saying, “I’m sorry, I was too anxious just now, and my tone was not good.”

Daisy Zane just glanced at him and then lowered her lashes. There was no expression on her face. She was completely like a block of cold stone.

For a moment, Kevin Clark even felt as if she had no feelings at all.

She seemed like a completely different person from the Daisy Zane he usually knew.

“Third Master, I need to hurry to the 12th floor to see that woman.”

Her cold voice made Kevin Clark’s heart tighten.

“I’ll go with you.”

The two of them traveled in silence; by the time they reached the 12th floor, everyone in the corridor had already returned to their rooms; it was very quiet.

By the room where the woman was taken in, several people were standing guard.

“Third Master, despite all the commotion outside, no one has come out from inside, and no movement can be heard,” One of the guards reported.

“Open the door.”

“Yes.”

As the room door was opened, Kevin Clark took a step inside and was immediately hit with the smell of the room.

A strong smell of smoke was mixed with the fishy smell of something else.

Kevin Clark furrowed his eyebrows and subconsciously reached out to hold Daisy Zane’s hand, not wanting her to go in.

But Daisy Zane slipped away, not letting him touch her.

Then, without even glancing at him, she went straight in.

Kevin Clark clenched his fingertips and quietly followed her.

The room was in a mess. There were takeout boxes piled up at the entrance, and clothes were thrown everywhere.

Daisy Zane walked a few steps inside and on the living room sofa, she saw the woman.

She was laying on the sofa, her robe now covered her body.

Her hair was messy and covered her face; her exposed arms, neck, and thighs were all marked.

She was lying there, giving off no signs of life…