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Daisy Zane took a shower and called Robinson Scott afterward.

As she had expected, Robinson was calling to gossip after talking to James Collins.

“Daisy, what’s going on! James said that the b*stard who messed with the jadeite is… is Kevin Clark!”

“Mhm.” Daisy Zane was in the bathroom, wearing a half-length, belly-baring vest. Looking at the bruised swellings on her ribs in the mirror, she said softly, “That fairy.”

“Olivia!” Robinson Scott exclaimed excitedly, “Doesn’t that mean that the entire

D Continent’s mines now belong to you? Darknight Clan has a gold mine, and Kevin Clark has jadeite.”

“Darknight Clan is yours, and the jadeite is Kevin Clark’s, so how does it belong to me?”

“Darknight is your natal home, and Kevin Clark is your husband’s family,” Robinson Scott said. “Of course, it belongs to you.”

Daisy Zane: .

“Really, I’m a good sport and I don’t hold grudges. I can be peaceful with him in the future for your sake.”

“Who told me that Kevin Clark is extremely dangerous and should not be approached?”

“How can it be the same?” Robinson Scott replied, “Isn’t he the owner of a mine now?”

“So, for the mine’s sake, you’re telling me to get married?” Daisy Zane asked,

“Where’s your conscience?”

“Conscience? I fed it to Samuel Gray.”

“…Wait until he bites you. I’m hanging up. I’m going to sleep now.”

After hanging up, Daisy Zane took another look at her left arm in the mirror, saw it was slightly red and seemed as if something was about to surface.

She grabbed a nearby towel, turned the water to the cold side, wetted the

towel, and applied it to her left arm.

After doing this several times, the thing on her arm gradually disappeared.

Afterward, she also applied the cold towel to the bruises on her ribs.

While applying the towel, she thought about when she hit Kevin Clark.

She was only focused on venting her frustration on Damian Brown. She should have hit him more, to get her share of revenge too.

After applying the towel to her ribs, she washed the towel, then went straight out.

Just after leaving the restroom and walking two steps, she saw Kevin Clark entering the room through the door.

The room was very spacious, and there were very few things.

Though there was some distance between them, there was no obstruction at all.

Daisy Zane’s belly-baring vest had very thin shoulder straps, and the front was slightly low-cut. She was wearing shorts on her lower half, revealing two dazzling long legs.

And just like that, she caught Kevin Clark’s eye.

Kevin Clark’s eyes were blinded by the dazzling sight and were stung by the three scars from her shoulder to her collarbone. He suddenly took a step back, bumping into the door behind him.

“I… I was knocking but nobody answered…” Kevin Clark’s eyes lingered on the bruises on her shoulders before quickly averting his gaze. However, when he looked down, he saw the bruises on her ribs and immediately furrowed his brows, forgetting the embarrassment. “How did it get so severe?”

Daisy Zane walked a few steps, picked up her sleeping robe from beside the bed, and put it on with her back turned to him.

Kevin Clark saw the red crown tattoo on her left shoulder again, which looked like a blazing fire against her snowy white skin…

He swallowed, clutched the medical kit in his hand, and forced himself to look away.

Daisy Zane fastened the belt, turned around, and said softly, “Don’t you know that you were the one who did it?”

“I…” Kevin Clark hesitated for two seconds, entered the room, and held Daisy Zane in his arms, “Lucia, I’m sorry.”

Daisy Zane furrowed her brows; she was the one who was hit, so why did he seem pitiable?

“Lucia…” Kevin Clark stroked her head, “Please hit me a few more times.’

Daisy Zane took a gentle breath, not smelling the scent of Eaglewood on him. She stayed silent for two seconds and said, “I don’t feel like wasting the effort…

You’re hurting my injury.”

Kevin Clark hurriedly let her go and took a step back.

Only then did Daisy Zane notice that his eyes were red, and even a little moist.

She suddenly paused, feeling as if something had struck her heart.

Kevin Clark reached out to check the wound but stopped short, retracting his hand before touching her.

He held the medical kit in one hand, opened it with the other and showed it to Daisy Zane, “This is for disinfection. After disinfecting, apply these two for swelling and pain relief. Then, apply this patch. It’s also for swelling and pain relief, and when used together, it works better.”

Daisy Zane looked down at the medical kit for a moment and said, “Kevin Clark, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“What?”

“It’s very dangerous to be around me.” Daisy Zane looked up at him, at his reddened eyes, “There’s a risk to your life.”

“Life…danger…you mean…Lucia would beat me?” Kevin Clark joked.

Daisy Zane laughed lightly at him, then said seriously, “I mean someone wants to hurt you.”

Kevin Clark also became a little more serious, looking at her and asked after a moment, “Because of you?”

“Yes.”

“The person behind 319?” Kevin Clark guessed.

Daisy Zane’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, “Yes.”

Kevin Clark looked at her and said after a two-second silence, “Lucia. First, I’m not afraid of him. I have the strength and power not to be afraid of him. Secondly, he can’t defeat me. I mean both in terms of physical strength and intelligence, including his conspiracies and tricks. Lastly, I wish he would gift himself to me. I truly wish. It would save me a lot of trouble.”

Daisy Zane looked up at him, a hint of admiration rising in her heart.

No one had such confidence when facing that person. This confidence seemed to come from an innate sense of suppression.

Even Daisy Zane herself could only think of the best outcome as mutual destruction, taking that person to hell with her.

But Kevin Clark had it, and she believed him wholeheartedly.

At the same time, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

This familiarity made her want to get closer.

“So, Lucia, to me, this is nothing at all.” Since she had mentioned it, Kevin Clark clearly understood what she was thinking.

She feared getting him involved.

Daisy Zane hooked her lip, looking down at the medicine box he was still holding in his hand, “I don’t want to apply the medicine.”

“Put some on, it’ll heal faster.” Kevin Clark’s voice was like coaxing a child, “Be good, it will hurt less.”

Daisy Zane looked up at him, her eyes shining, and somewhat seductive, “Will Third Master help me apply it?”

Kevin Clark’s pupils visibly constricted, and his face froze for a moment.

Fortunately, his mind was still clear, not blinded by her beauty.

His eyebrows and eyes were filled with tenderness, half-joking, and half-doting, “It’s…not very convenient for me, right?”

“That’s true…” Daisy Zane nodded, “Being alone together, the name isn’t justified.”

Kevin Clark gently raised his eyebrows, just about to speak when the collar of his shirt was suddenly grabbed. He was pulled by the collar and bent over.

Before he could react, Daisy Zane suddenly moved closer the next second and a soft touch pressed against his lips.

At that moment, Kevin Clark’s head felt as if something had exploded.

Exploding into a riot of colors before his eyes and ringing in his ears.

Daisy Zane’s hand, gripping his shirt collar, was clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

After pressing her lips against his for a while, she released his collar and backed away half a step.

Kevin Clark looked at her in a daze, “Luc, Lucia…”

Daisy Zane, seemingly as if nothing had just happened, had a calm expression, of course, ignoring her ears that were red all the way to the roots, “I’ve given you the identity of a boyfriend…”

As she spoke, she took another step forward, getting closer to Kevin Clark, tilting her head up and leaning in, “Now it’s justified..”