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Daisy Zane had to film, so she couldn’t take Charles Amos to the film set. When she wasn’t around, Charles was either looked after by Robinson Scott or Michael Jackson.

Occasionally, when Kevin Clark didn’t go to the film set and was still in Truro City, he would also take Charles out.

So one day at the dining table, everyone was shocked to see Kevin Clark with a child. Someone boldly asked: “When did Third Master have… a child?”

Charles looked like a little girl, but his clothes were all for a little boy. This made people unsure whether he was a son or a daughter.

Kevin Clark calmly replied, “I’ve had him for a while.”

Charles sat next to him, raised his little head and glanced at him, thinking: I knew there must be a purpose to taking me out. You’re trying to establish my identity first before pursuing my mom.

Seeing Charles looking at him, Kevin Clark raised his hand and patted him on the head, pressing his raised little head back down: “Eat well.”

Then Charles ate his meal while hearing more compliments than ever before. Even compliments like “good appetite” were included.

“Naomi Nelson, how about it? Hasn’t our Daisy got a perfect figure?” Robinson Scott finally adjusted to the timezone and had followed Daisy Zane to the drama crew for three days.

Over these three days, she not only became familiar with Anisa Cooper but also George Dunn’s assistant and the director’s assistant.

“Daisy has always been in great shape, I know.” Anisa Cooper said.

“How do you know? Tell me, have you been secretly checking out our Daisy?”

“I’m an assistant; I know Daisy’s measurements.”

Hearing her words, Kevin Clark couldn’t help but furrow his brows, sitting not far away.

“Our Daisy may look thin, but she’s actually quite curvy underneath her clothes.

Everything that should be there is there. No, actually more than there,” said Robinson Scott. “It’s a shame; I don’t know which lucky fool will benefit from that.”

Kevin Clark listened to this and twitched at the corner of his forehead:

Today, Daisy Zane was wearing a somewhat brightly colored cheongsam for her role, which showed a mix of seductive sensuality and intellectual elegance. Just like Robinson Scott said, all of her figure was revealed by the cheongsam.

Especially her waist, which looked so thin that it seemed like an arm could go around it.

From the moment he sat down, Kevin Clark’s eyes never left Daisy Zane.

Not just him, many people on the scene, both men and women, were staring at Daisy Zane constantly.

For the first time, Kevin Clark was hit so directly. He didn’t show it on his face, but he was considering digging out everyone’s eyes and chopping them up.

Daisy Zane finished the scene, and Anisa Cooper rushed over with a down jacket to wrap her up.

As the set design needed to be changed, the director let everyone take a ten-minute break.

Daisy Zane went to the rest area. As soon as she sat down, a thermos cup was handed over by Kevin Clark: “Drink up; it’s warm.”

Robinson Scott looked at Kevin Clark and said nothing.

Anisa Cooper smiled and then walked away with great insight, playing with her phone.

“You’re about to wrap up your scenes, right?” Kevin Clark said.

“Soon,” said Daisy Zane, blowing the steam off the thermos cup. “Around mid-January. I have a few days off in between when I don’t have scenes. It’s quite relaxing these days.”

“Take a break before you take on the next role.”

“Sister Emily has been showing me scripts,” said Daisy Zane. “I’ve found two with ancient backgrounds, both pretty good. I want to give them a try.”

“Allonzo Hobson told George Dunn that screenwriter Flynn Ninevara wrote a new script, and there should be casting at the beginning of the year,” Kevin Clark said. “His drama has a fixed production team from the director, producer, male lead, to post-production. Give his script a try.”

Daisy Zane: .

“Flynn Ninevara?” Robinson Scott suddenly came to Daisy Zane and said, “Daisy, I heard that Flynn Ninevara is amazing, and even supporting roles are highly sought after. It’s definitely going to be popular and of high quality, which means it’s easy to win awards. You should try it. If you win an award early, you won’t have to work so hard.”

Before Daisy Zane could respond, Anisa Cooper suddenly ran over with her cell phone. She passed it directly in front of her eyes and said urgently, “Daisy, someone is insulting you online. Is this what was taken in the changing room the other day? Look at the date on the surveillance video.”

Daisy Zane took the cell phone and flipped through the photos.

There were nine photos: two were animated gifs taken from the corridor surveillance. In one, she entered the changing room followed by Naomi Nelson being called away and then Joseph Johnsonspace entered the changing room.

Another photo was of her leaving the changing room, nearly ten minutes later, Joseph Johnsonspace left the changing room.

There were four more photos taken from the surveillance footage, specifically showing her entering and leaving the changing room and Joseph Johnsonspace entering and leaving the changing room at the same time.

There were three more photos, not of great quality as if taken from a video.

Three photos of her and Joseph Johnsonspace facing each other; angle of shot was quite intriguing. In one of them, Joseph Johnsonspace seemed to be blocking her waist. In the other two, it looked like Joseph Johnsonspace was kissing her.

Of course, in all the gifs and photos, Joseph Johnsonspace’s face had been covered, revealing only her face.

“Daisy, the photos from the changing room were definitely taken by someone who planted something in advance,” said Anisa Cooper, stamping her feet in anxiety.

“Who is it?” Robinson Scott asked out of curiosity, “I just want to know if they’re still alive.”

Daisy Zane ignored her, exited the photos, and read the accompanying text.

[Worthy of being an illegitimate daughter, Little Sam’s daughter, acting bold and intimate in the drama crew’s changing room with a married man. Like mother, like daughter. Picking up married men on purpose.]

Soon this Facebook post was trending, obviously someone had bought its place in the Hot search.

Moreover, the speed was very fast – Daisy Zane’s identity as Truro Song Family’s illegitimate daughter was exposed.

This had to have been done by someone with insider knowledge; if it was just netizens finding out, it wouldn’t have been so fast.

A phone call from Hill Dawson came in almost immediately, but Daisy Zane didn’t take it, letting Anisa Cooper answer instead.

She opened the comments section.

[Wow, she didn’t even go to school, grew up in Cold Green Village, no wonder she has no manners, no upbringing.]

[Her mother is Claudia Zane, hooked up with Johanes Miles, and had her.

There’s cheap blood in her veins, she’s a cheap seed too.]

[They do say that like mother, like daughter. She didn’t learn any of the good stuff, only these cheap things. Enticing married men.]

[Get out of the entertainment industry, what qualifications does a person like this have to be a public figure? I feel sick watching her shows.]

[Daisy Zane, get out of the entertainment industry.]

[This kind of trash, maybe she got her acting roles by sleeping her way in.]

“This must be the work of Paid Trolls, right? People actually believe these things?” Robinson Scott said with an onlooker’s attitude, “We were only in the changing room for a short moment, what could have happened? If something really happened, the man… isn’t very capable and needs treatment.”

Daisy Zane didn’t even bother to answer her. She was browsing through the comments when she caught a glimpse of Kevin Clark taking out his phone and opening it.

She immediately grabbed his wrist, looking at him.

Kevin Clark also looked at her and said, “I’ll have someone handle it, don’t worry about such matters.”

His voice was cold, clearly angry, but he tried to be gentle in order to comfort Daisy Zane.

Daisy Zane smiled and said, “No need, I’ll handle it myself.”

Kevin Clark frowned slightly.

“I can handle it,” Daisy Zane said, “There’s no need for Third Master to take action, especially… regarding the matter of the illegitimate daughter..”