Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 113: Do You Like How I Look Now?

Her hand playfully touched Julian Fairchild’s Adam’s apple.

Neither too close nor too distant.

The voice wasn’t the usual youthful tone but an alluring female voice he had never heard before, "Miles, I remember you once said that if I were a daughter, you’d marry me, so—"

"Do you like how I look now?"

Julian Fairchild felt as though his lifeline was easily grasped, his entire senses concentrated on Maeve Lane’s hand on his Adam’s apple.

His blood subtly boiled, an unnamed heat sweeping through his body from that spot.

Steadying his mind slightly, Julian Fairchild looked down to say the next lines, only to meet the gaze Maeve Lane cast at him.

So precious, as if he were the person she loved most in this world.

She relied on him wholeheartedly.

Her heart and eyes were full of him.

The man stared at her, suddenly speechless.

"...Cut! Stop for a moment!"

Director Dayne frowned, interrupting, "No, no, again."

Upon hearing this, Maeve Lane retracted her gaze and returned to her usual calmness, "Okay."

She thought she could pass this time, but unexpectedly, she didn’t.

"No, you performed very well." Director Dayne seemed to see what Maeve Lane was thinking and smiled, "I wasn’t saying you needed to do it again. Of course, both of you need to reshoot, but I’m saying Julian needs to do it again."

"Hmm."

Julian Fairchild lazily lifted his eyelids, a light "hmm" as a response.

"I forgot my lines."

The surrounding crew also found this quite surprising.

"Best Actor Fairchild actually forgot his lines. It’s said his nickname in the industry used to be ’One Take Wonder,’ no matter how challenging the scene or difficult it was, he could do it in one take."

"Yeah, I’ve only ever heard of Fairchild overshadowing others in scenes, never the other way around."

"Anyway, I think it’s rare. We should clip this segment as a blooper; it will definitely go viral."

Director Dayne heard this and was also amused, "Didn’t expect you to have a day like this. I’ve collaborated with you quite a bit, never saw you being overshadowed by a young girl to the point of forgetting your lines."

The man raised his eyebrows, giving Maeve Lane a meaningful smile.

Maeve Lane’s eyes widened slightly, "So, does that mean... my performance just now was?"

"Not bad at all." Director Dayne showed a teachable expression, quite pleased, "Seems like letting Julian teach you is indeed useful. You should learn more from him later."

She glanced at Julian Fairchild, showing a faint smile, "Hmm."

After a brief adjustment, everyone started shooting the scene again.

This time, both Julian Fairchild and Maeve Lane performed steadily, and their scene was so captivating that Director Dayne couldn’t get enough, reluctant to call it off.

After the scene, Sarah Sutton approached with a white towel, giving Maeve Lane a thumbs up, her mouth widely smiling, "Awesome! Nina and I saw it in front of the camera. That look you gave gave me goosebumps; no wonder even Fairchild couldn’t handle it, haha."

Nina Quinn also gave a thumbs up in agreement.

Maeve Lane tugged at the corner of her lips, "Thanks to yesterday."

If she hadn’t seen that look from Julian Fairchild in the room, today’s scene wouldn’t have been so easy.

Although she couldn’t fully grasp that feeling, she was a good student.

She could imitate.

Not to say a hundred percent, but she estimated if she could achieve seventy to eighty percent of Julian Fairchild, that would be enough.