Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 173 - 68: The Man’s Face Darkens

Old Master Fairchild’s visit this time wasn’t for anything major, but having not seen each other for a few years, the driver, noticing the butler’s thoughts, gave him a way out.

"Sir, the young master’s school is just ahead... How about we stop by to see him on the way?"

Old Master Fairchild kept a stern face, "What’s there to see?"

"Sir, you are mistaken. The young master is still in his teens, and there are many things he needs your guidance on. Even if he won’t admit it verbally, he surely misses home and you, his grandfather, in his heart."

Old Master Fairchild’s expression softened a bit. Julian indeed made him proud among the Fairchild family descendants. Except for the matter of marriage, he was a perfect Fairchild descendant.

"Moreover, the young master is young and quite temperamental. If we push too hard, it might backfire. For someone as proud as him, we should proceed with patience... A little concern is also an opportunity to foster their relationship."

After hearing this, Old Master Fairchild personally called Julian Fairchild to come out.

After bidding farewell to Maeve Lane, Julian Fairchild exited the school gates. After a few turns, he spotted the familiar license plate not far from Aurelia University.

The old butler, dressed in a tailcoat, got out of the car to open the door for Julian Fairchild, bowing slightly, "Young master, please get in."

"No need." Julian Fairchild glanced coldly at the elderly man sitting upright in the car, "What’s the matter?"

"Is that how you speak to your grandfather?" Old Master Fairchild’s good mood instantly vanished, speaking with a hint of anger, "Have you made your decision!"

The old butler sighed inwardly. The master and the young master were like two ticking bombs, the atmosphere explosive each time they met.

"If you’re here to ask about that, then there’s nothing for us to discuss." Julian Fairchild’s eyebrows seemed frosted over.

"Well, well, I really have raised a good grandson!" Old Master Fairchild was consumed by fury, "I shouldn’t have let your mother teach you back then, now you have no sense of etiquette!"

Julian Fairchild’s face turned completely cold, not a hint of hesitation, "If you think I’m unfit to be a Fairchild, feel free to expel me."

Seeing that a quarrel was imminent, the old butler quickly intervened, "Young master, it’s getting late, perhaps you should return." He then turned to Old Master Fairchild, "The person in charge over there has already arrived. If the young master doesn’t have time now, we can call him out the next time we pass by Aurelia University."

"There won’t be a next time!"

"...Hah." Julian Fairchild coldly responded, "Best if there isn’t."

...

After finishing his conversation with Old Master Fairchild, Julian Fairchild returned to Aurelia University and sent Maeve Lane a message on his phone.

He waited a few minutes without a response.

As he passed the basketball court where he had just played, someone spotted him and quickly called out—"Fairchild!"

Julian Fairchild stopped in his tracks, looking down expressionlessly.

These were members of the Aurelia University basketball team he had just played with, and seeing him stop, they surrounded him—

"Fairchild, where did you go just now? Looks like Maeve was just..."

Julian Fairchild’s expression changed upon hearing Maeve Lane’s name, "What happened to her?"

"It seemed she wasn’t feeling well just now..."

"She didn’t look right, and at the time we wanted to tell you, Fairchild, but we couldn’t find you."

"Why can’t you guys get to the point? After you left, Hughes came, and after Maeve talked to him for a bit, she... fainted. Then Hughes carried her away..."

"She should be at the hospital by now. Fairchild, you should go check on her."

Julian Fairchild instantly thought of Maeve Lane’s low blood sugar, reaching into his pocket and feeling a few candies, his heart tightened by their words, "I understand."

Fainting at the basketball court, did she not have any candy on her?

He didn’t call Maeve Lane; she was surely feeling unwell now, so he directly dialed Henry Hughes’ number.

But the result was that the call couldn’t get through.

He tried calling Maeve Lane but received no response either.

Julian Fairchild’s heart sank to the bottom, and he walked to the school gate to hail a cab, "Driver, take me to Aurelia University Hospital."

Aurelia University Hospital is the closest and most famous hospital to Aurelia University.

In a similar situation, Julian Fairchild would have sent Maeve Lane there too.

He quickly looked for the floor Maeve Lane might be on but couldn’t find her.

"...Not here?" Julian Fairchild frowned tightly.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed even more.

He dialed another number.

The other party’s voice was as respectful as ever—

"Young master."

As Julian Fairchild was about to speak, he remembered that he had no foundation in this aspect of business. If he investigated Maeve Lane now, he couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t be exposed to prying eyes.