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

Daisy Zane, in Arthur North’s arms, immediately noticed the sudden anger in him.

“What’s wrong?” she asked quietly.

Arthur North watched as the man panicked, picking up the sealing bottle from the ground and hastily looked back at him.

He calmly looked away and raised his hand to stroke Daisy Zane’s hair behind her ear.

Seeing that he didn’t pay much attention, the man and the others outside the restroom hurriedly left.

Arthur North’s fingertips were hot as they brushed past Daisy’s ear, and she couldn’t help but dodge a little. However, with her other cheek pressed against his chest, there was nowhere to evade. She rubbed herself against him and asked, “What are you doing?”

Feeling her smooth skin through his shirt, Arthur North’s heart itched. If it weren’t for the wrong timing, he would have teased her. He took out his cell phone while whispering in her ear, “319.”

Daisy Zane immediately realized that the bottle on the ground was 319. Her body suddenly froze but she didn’t move: “Which way did they go?”

“To the right.’

“Get surveillance. Don’t let them get away.” Daisy Zane quickly recalled the schedule for the Spotlight Gala and whispered, “The event downstairs will probably end in another half an hour. We can lock it down for a while.”

“Okay.” Arthur North quickly sent a message, “It’s already being done. Let’s go straight to the surveillance room.”

“What about Best Actress Turner…”

“I’ll text her now and tell them not to leave the private room.” Arthur North had one hand around her waist and the other holding the cell phone, showing no intention of letting her go.

Daisy Zane’s mind had already flown far away, even remembering the hotel layout she had glanced at unintentionally, completely oblivious to the fact that she was still in Arthur North’s arms.

“Do you want to tell Felix Baker too?” Arthur North asked.

Daisy Zane knew that Arthur North must have already known about her acquaintance with Felix Baker, but she didn’t talk about her affairs, and he rarely asked deliberately.

“My cell phone is with Sister Emily.” Daisy Zane suddenly realized she was still in his arms and quickly straightened up, taking a step back. Arthur North naturally retracted his arm.

“Let’s go, to the surveillance room,” Daisy Zane said.

“Okay.”

The pair exited the restroom together and after a few steps, Daisy Zane asked,

“Can I borrow your cell phone? I want to make a call to Felix.”

Arthur North handed her the phone, watching her skillfully input a mobile number and make the call.

Despite his impassive expression, his heart was already churning. Their relationship had progressed to the point where they remembered each other’s phone numbers.

This Felix…tsk…he shouldn’t have it so easy.

“It’s me,” Daisy Zane said, “There’s something going on in the hotel that we need to handle. Make sure Best Actress Turner is safe and don’t leave the private room.”

“Where are you now? I’ll come and find you,” Felix’s voice became serious.

“Don’t look for me; just watch out for the conference hall. If possible, extend the time. Don’t let them wander around freely,” Daisy Zane said.

Arthur North clenched his fingertips, annoyed that the man even wanted to come over.

“Okay, don’t worry,” Felix replied, “You don’t need to worry about the conference hall, just be careful yourself.”

“Mmm.”

Daisy Zane hung up the phone and called Hill Dawson to tell her to stay in her room and not come out.

Then she went to the surveillance room with Arthur North.

Since it was Arthur North’s territory, his people were almost on call at a moment’s notice, with high efficiency.

When they arrived, Arthur North’s people had already dispersed and were guarding the area outside. The hotel manager also came over.

Arthur North had them check the surveillance footage near the restroom entrance, then followed a few other cameras and watched as they went up two more floors, searching all the restrooms. Finally, they found a girl in a restroom on the fourth floor’s west side.

The girl had disheveled hair and wore a hotel bathrobe. When she was dragged out of the restroom, she struggled and seemed to be in an unstable mental state.

“She must’ve used 319,” Arthur North said.

Daisy Zane didn’t say anything, just kept staring at the woman on the surveillance screen.

In the end, the five people took the woman to the 12th floor. Two men and a woman entered one room while the other three men entered another.

“Check the check-in information of these two rooms,” Kevin Clark said.

The hotel manager immediately called the front desk, and in no time, someone brought over a copy of the check-in information.

The six of them had checked into those two rooms yesterday afternoon. “Investigate all six of them,” Kevin Clark said after reading the information,

“and go over the surveillance footage since they checked in.”

“Yes, sir.”

“This one with the last name Bai seems to be the young master of the Phantom Family,” the hotel manager suddenly mentioned, “I’ve heard he’s quite fond of having fun, and he parties hard.”

Kevin Clark looked at the manager, “Phantom Family?”

In a place as expensive as Imperial Capital, there were various levels ot wealthy families. The number of such families was countless, and they could only look up to those above them, rarely down at those below.

Like everyone knew the Clark Family and Lane Family.

But there were not many wealthy families who could be known by the Clark Family and Lane Family.

Apparently, Kevin Clark didn’t know much about the Phantom Family.

“Yes,” the manager said, “I’ve heard a bit from the hotel staff’s idle gossip. The young master of the Phantom Family is said to frequent some not-so-decent people and party rather intensely.”

Daisy Zane took her eyes off the surveillance, “Check his consumption records.”

“Alright,” Kevin Clark agreed, looking at her somewhat pale face, he walked over to her and held her hand.

Clark’s people instinctively glanced at their intertwined hands, then hurriedly looked away, not daring to stare or get distracted.

“Third Master, the three people in the other room are coming out,” someone reported.

Everyone looked at the surveillance, and Kevin Clark said: “Keep them on the

12th floor.’

“Yes.”

“It seems they’ve noticed something,” Daisy Zane said, looking at the surveillance.

“So clever, seems like a habitual offender,” Kevin Clark said.

“Let’s arrest them directly,” Daisy Zane suggested, “They’ve already sensed something, and if there are any accomplices, they’ve already been notified.”

“Alright,” Kevin Clark agreed and looked back at his people.

His men nodded and immediately left.

Daisy Zane looked towards the doorway, “I’ll go check it out too.”

Kevin Clark looked at her.

They’re all men… it’s easier for me to go,” Daisy Zane said.

She wanted to kill them all.

Kevin Clark understood her intentions. Six men, with a girl who had been drugged and was disoriented from room 319, what could happen?

“Together.”

Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane entered the elevator together, but as soon as they reached the 12th floor, the smoke alarm on the 12th floor went off.

There was a faint smell of smoke in the hallway, and in an instant, a large number of people rushed out.

In the chaos, people looked left and right, walked around, bumped into each other, and asked one another what was going on. Kevin Clark’s men were scattered and trapped in the crowd.

“Third Master, be careful,” Kevin Clark’s men immediately guarded him and Daisy Zane.

Daisy Zane moved through the chaotic crowd and met the gaze of the person she saw on the surveillance.

That person gave her a glance, then quickly led the other three people away.

“Keep an eye on the people in the room, and have the people guarding the floors calm the crowd,” Kevin Clark instructed.

“They’ve gone to the fire access lane,” Daisy Zane pulled the person blocking her and said, “Ask the surveillance room staff if they went upstairs or downstairs..”