Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 206 - 180: What Julian Fairchild Left Behind (Part 2)

Chapter 206: Chapter 180: What Julian Fairchild Left Behind (Part 2)

Maeve Lane felt like her plan was half failed, but there was another way...

As long as Julian Fairchild cooperated with her.

Julian Fairchild walked with her in his arms, swift as the wind, his eyes carrying the deepest black, brewing a terrifying storm.

Very intimidating.

But Maeve Lane wasn’t afraid. She carefully tugged at the man’s sleeve, "Julian Fairchild."

At that moment, Julian Fairchild viewed Maeve Lane through an automatic filter of frailty and paleness, frowning deeply, but awkwardly trying to appear gentle, which looked somewhat... comical.

She laughed lightly, the plan she had on the tip of her tongue finally turning into, "I’m fine."

Julian Fairchild obviously didn’t believe her, his pace quickening even more.

Maeve Lane had no choice, her cold hand resting on his forehead, wiping away the faintly red hue, her voice clear and cool but with a hint of warmth, unlike before, "Act with me for once."

Julian Fairchild’s breath hitched, but his steps didn’t stop. He squinted dangerously at her, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yeah."

"..."

The man seemed to grit his teeth, but finally his expression wasn’t so tense.

He used some force, his hand under the robe giving Maeve Lane’s full hip a hard smack.

Maeve Lane’s eyes widened, the calm facade finally showed a genuine blush tint on her cheeks.

She heard Julian Fairchild’s voice, somewhat deep—

"If you deceive me next time..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but his eyes deepened, and his breath got heavier.

Maeve Lane quickly understood, immediately shifting her gaze, her voice a bit awkward—

"I won’t lie to you again."

...

And so there was the scene Summer Ainsworth just witnessed.

Director Dayne had already left, Summer had run out crying, leaving only the doctor, Julian Fairchild, and Maeve Lane in the room.

The doctor glanced at the unusual atmosphere in the room, catching a scent of gossip, but he knew the man in front of him was not someone to provoke.

On his first day joining the crew, Director Dayne had told him... Anyone in this team could have an incident, but not Julian Fairchild.

It was clear that Julian Fairchild definitely had significant background influence.

He smiled, "Take your time chatting, I haven’t had lunch yet, so I’ll go eat first."

Maeve Lane nodded at him, "Thanks."

"Of course."

Julian Fairchild’s face was overcast, seemingly in a bad mood, "If something like this happens again, just tell me."

Maeve Lane laughed casually, "It’s not a big deal, I can handle it, no need to bother you."

"You think this is a bother? Have you ever thought about what if something really happened..."

He suddenly stopped speaking.

It was like a small stone was thrown into the lake of his heart, causing ripples despite its small size.

Maeve Lane lifted her eyes, her eyelashes casting a small circle of shadows, "You also helped me today, otherwise I couldn’t have so smoothly found the person, so thanks again."

"You know thanks is never what I want."

Julian Fairchild gave her a deep look.

Sometimes he really wanted to see if her heart was truly as cold as it seemed.

He always thought he was indifferent enough, but Maeve Lane was even more emotionless than him.

...

Sylvia Lane was resting when she got the call, actually she was waiting for Summer Ainsworth to update her on the latest developments.

When the phone rang, she almost couldn’t help but speak first.

Fortunately, she heard someone speaking.

Although their voice was deliberately lowered, she still heard it.

At that moment, she sensed that something was not right, hearing Summer Ainsworth’s specific remarks, she immediately knew something unexpected had happened, perhaps even discovered by Maeve Lane, so she changed her tone, starting the call recording, and completely shifted the blame.

Finally, from Summer Ainsworth’s anxious tone, almost in tears, it confirmed that her suspicion was correct.

Sylvia Lane put down the phone, her palms were sweaty.

"There shouldn’t be any slip-ups." Sylvia Lane was a bit uneasy and listened to the call recording again, finding that her tone, although fast, didn’t have any notable anomalies, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, she saw Director Dayne’s social media posting a casting notice.

The audition role was exactly for Gabrielle Moreau, the role Summer was currently playing.

She muttered a curse at the incompetent fool, and while touching up her makeup, she received another call.

[Maeve Lane] 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Seeing this name, the twisted thoughts in her heart coiled around her heart like vines in the darkness, making it hard to breathe!

"Hello? What’s up?"

Sylvia Lane’s tone was arrogant and domineering, she couldn’t be bothered pretending in front of Maeve Lane, after pretending for more than ten years, she finally could be herself, she no longer wanted to act obedient in front of Maeve Lane!