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The car window was knocked on a few times, as soon as Daisy Zane looked at the hand, she knew it was Kevin Clark.

She sat up and adjusted the seat back to its original position, then lowered the car window.

The cool morning air made her shiver involuntarily.

“Why are you sweating so much?” Kevin Clark furrowed his brow.

“I had a dream.” Daisy Zane took a few tissues from the armrest box to wipe the sweat on her forehead and neck, “Any news?”

“Nothing.” Kevin Clark said, “The whole bamboo forest was searched thoroughly, and all the traffic arteries are being checked, but there’s no news.”

Daisy Zane’s fingers curled up a bit, the result was within expectations. Four minutes was enough for him to escape.

But she always wanted to hold on to some hope, just as she insisted on going to Truro City, holding on to that little bit of hope, hoping that Johanes Miles knew something about her grandma.

“Breakfast.” Kevin Clark handed the breakfast through the car window, “It’s from a nearby town, I went to their kitchen and it looked quite hygienic. Have something to eat.”

Daisy Zane took the soy milk and soup dumplings: “You went to their kitchen?”

“Yeah, I saw the ingredients, the meat filling and all that. I checked several places before I found this satisfactory one.” Kevin Clark said, “I also watched them make and steam it.”

Daisy Zane lifted the lid of soy milk and took a sip, then looked at him and said, “Did no one really try to hit you?”

Kevin Clark laughed, “They probably thought I looked too fierce to mess with.”

Indeed, Kevin Clark’s appearance was both enchanting and aristocratic. It looked good, but when he was expressionless, he seemed quite intimidating.

Third Master Clark had enjoyed a luxurious childhood, and was not familiar with the ways of the world, so Daisy Zane could somewhat understand.

She was different, she could eat anything. She even ate tree bark, earthworms… as long as it didn’t poison her to death, she could eat it.

After Daisy Zane finished breakfast, Kevin Clark drove her back. Waiting for the news in any place was the same.

However, he originally wanted to take her back to the hotel for some rest.

But Daisy Zane insisted on going to the film set, so in the end, he drove her there.

Upon arrival at the film set, he didn’t linger for long. He told her some things to pay attention to, then left in his car.

Throughout the day, Daisy Zane was quite normal, diligently working on the film, communicating with the director and George Dunn. She didn’t talk much but was serious about everything she did. When Anisa Cooper spoke to her, she responded.

There was no difference from her usual self, and it didn’t show that she hadn’t had a good rest the night before. It seemed as if last night’s incident hadn’t affected her at all.

It wasn’t until the next morning when Kevin Clark came to deliver her breakfast that he noticed something was wrong.

Daisy Zane had a low fever.

The last time she had a fever, her eyes were red and her lip color was slightly darker than usual. This time her eyes were not red, but Kevin Clark could tell something was wrong at first glance.

Kevin Clark thought she caught a cold in the forest or that her fever was caused by an infection from the wound on her finger.

However, after taking her pulse, he found it was caused by excessive heart fire due to emotional agitation.

In simple terms, it was a low fever caused by severe emotional fluctuations.

Daisy Zane was used to wrapping herself in a cold and calm facade, appearing as if nothing was wrong, but her body truly reacted.

And this fever lasted for three days.

Daisy Zane didn’t feel much, and even during these three days, she kept filming. She didn’t mind at all.

But Kevin Clark was heartbroken, yet powerless to help.

It was her emotional knot, she didn’t want to talk about it, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

All he could do was stay with her on the film set, preparing her cooling foods and herbal soups, and carefully taking care of her every day.

It wasn’t until her fever receded, and after observing her for two more days and confirming no relapse, that Arthur North returned to Truro City. Then he went back to the Imperial Capital to handle the piled-up matters.

Time passed, and by mid-November, the weather had become increasingly cold.

Alice Eugene and their people had been out of touch since then. Daisy Zane thought it was likely they were no longer in the country.

Arthur North had also been busy lately, and he hadn’t been to the film set for a long time. However, he’d been calling Daisy Zane every day, and sometimes they would video chat.

Gradually, these things seemed to have become a habit.

On the 23rd of November, the shooting in Red Cliff Village was completed for the drama crew. The next shooting location was in Truro Film City.

Which meant that if there was no late-night filming, Daisy Zane could go back to the Everlasting Palace to stay, avoiding hotels.

On the third day of filming in Truro Film City, Daisy Zane started shooting the scenes where she was performing on stage.

So that involved applying opera makeup.

The makeup artists in the drama crew were not very skilled at opera makeup, and the director initially wanted to spend lots of money to hire a professional. However, it turned out that the makeup artist from the neighboring crew had worked on opera makeup in the Theatre Garden for three years.

So they spent some money and borrowed the neighboring crew’s makeup artist.

On the day of the makeup application, Daisy Zane was asked to arrive at six o’clock in the morning.

So she and Anisa Cooper set off from the Everlasting Palace before five o’clock.

As a result, they waited in the public makeup room until past eight o’clock, but Daisy Zane didn’t receive any notice about her makeup application.

Anisa Cooper first asked about it at six fifty, and the director said the makeup artist hadn’t arrived yet. The second time she asked was at eight ten.

After being away for more than ten minutes, Anisa Cooper came back with a handprint on her face.

At that time, Daisy Zane was browsing the 24 solar terms on her phone, and after many days, she finally confirmed the design draft content.

“Daisy, the makeup artist has arrived and asked you to come over,” Anisa Cooper spoke in a normal tone.

Daisy Zane replied, then closed her phone and stood up. She glanced at Anisa Cooper, who was staring at the ground.

Anisa Cooper’s hair reached her shoulders, but she always tied it up when working. However, this morning she had tied it up before leaving, and it had now come undone.

“Look up.”

Anisa Cooper bit her lip without moving.

Daisy Zane directly gripped Anisa Cooper’s chin and lifted her face. Her hair automatically slid back, revealing the red mark on her right cheek. Daisy Zane extended her index finger and hooked the hair back.

A very clear handprint.

“Who hit you?”

Anisa Cooper’s eyes were red, and although there were no tears initially, as soon as Daisy Zane spoke, the tears started falling, and her mouth trembled.

“Speak up. Who hit you?”

“The…the makeup artist,” Anisa Cooper wiped her tears and cried, “He went to the restroom, and I was waiting outside makeup room 1 for him. But when he came back, he accused me of stealing his ring. Daisy, I didn’t steal it; I didn’t even go in the makeup room when there was no one there.”

Daisy Zane put her phone in her pocket, her eyebrows furrowing in irritation.

“He also…also took my ring away. He said it was his, and then he slapped me.” In a grievance-like manner, Anisa Cooper continued, “That ring was what I bought, intending to use it for my engagement with my boyfriend.”

“So you just stood there and let him slap you? And came back without saying a word?”

Anisa Cooper sniffed, “I was afraid of causing trouble for you. I wanted…wanted to wait until after the makeup was done to say something.”

Daisy Zane looked at her for a while, and then chuckled lightly before turning around and walking out, “Well, trouble has been caused..”