Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 211 - 182: Paying the Price!

Maeve Lane was still filming on the set, completely unaware of the intense reaction online.

The staff member responsible for Weibo informed Director Dayne about the Weibo backlash. Director Dayne frowned, but faced with immediate pressures like the costly daily fees and not having found a replacement for Gabrielle Moreau, he had no time to deal with it. He waved his hand impatiently, "Let them rant. It’s impossible for us to terminate the contract with Maeve. This small-scale boycott won’t make a big difference."

The staff member nodded. His attitude in his Weibo post actually reflected Director Dayne’s stance. If Director Dayne didn’t agree with his wording, he wouldn’t have been able to publish it on the public platform.

Now that he had Director Dayne’s input, the staff treated the matter with indifference.

The more you engage with them, the more complicated things become.

Sarah Sutton noticed the news and approached Maeve Lane with her phone, "Maeve, did you see the news causing a stir online again?"

Maeve Lane seemed a bit absent-minded, "What news?"

"It’s about Summer Ainsworth’s contract cancellation. Her fans are angrily demanding justice for her and want to boycott the drama you’re starring in." Sarah Sutton explained the situation concisely and looked at Maeve, "I don’t know what you think, but I feel it’s a tricky situation. After all, those marketing accounts haven’t mentioned you by name, so if we explain now, it’s like admitting it and we’ll just get blamed even worse."

"What do you mean?"

"Let’s leave it for now." Sarah’s eyes showed a hint of calculation, "They want evidence and the truth, right? We’ll present the evidence when things hit their peak, and it’ll be a hard slap to their faces. That’s what we call ’asking for a hammer and getting one.’

Maeve’s gaze fell on a tall deciduous tree not far away. The set’s ecological environment was well preserved, the trees lush and green, full of vitality even as winter approached.

She responded with an "Mm," "You’re the professional, handle it your way."

"Mm." Seeing how much Maeve trusted her, Sarah felt a warm feeling inside, and reminded her, "Let it simmer for now. Don’t log onto Weibo much, or it’ll affect your mood."

Although, she didn’t really think Maeve would be affected by these people.

Maeve acknowledged, but she’d been somewhat distracted since earlier. After Sarah finished speaking, Maeve said, "Have you ever..."

She had almost mentioned a boyfriend.

However, her relationship with Julian Fairchild was indeed a bit complicated.

"Have you ever given gifts to friends?" Maeve completed her sentence, placing her script face down on the table. "I have a male friend’s birthday coming up and don’t know what to gift him."

Sarah quickly responded, "A male friend’s birthday? Julian Fairchild?"

Maeve was surprised at Sarah’s correct guess, "How did you know it’s him?"

"Ever since Julian Fairchild’s debut, when has he ever had a low-key birthday? With greetings from top directors and leading actors, it’d be hard not to know after being in this circle for so long."

Sarah’s eyes sparkled as she teased, "Why would you consider giving Julian Fairchild a birthday gift? I’ve never seen you give gifts to anyone in the circle before."

Well, she’d already gradually accepted the truth that Maeve and the company BOSS were dating. But it’s good; without connections, surviving in the entertainment industry is really tough. Julian is exceptional and miles better than Maeve’s previous suitors.

Looking back, there were always clues like why Miles Hughes would personally handle affairs whenever Maeve got into trouble? Considering Miles Hughes is the second-in-command at MS Entertainment.

Julian Fairchild doesn’t appear publicly, but Miles Hughes practically acts as MS Entertainment’s president.

"He helped me with that Weibo incident last time. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been resolved so easily," Maeve pretended not to notice the gossip in Sarah’s eyes. "So I promised him a gift."

Sarah chuckled and nudged her arm, "You don’t need to give excuses to fool me. I understand. If you want to give, just go ahead."

Maeve twitched her mouth slightly, "...I don’t think you understand."

Sarah hummed twice, her face clearly saying, "Just keep pretending. Do you think you can hide your little secrets from me?"

Maeve understood, laughing off, "Alright, I’ll think more about it."

Sarah said, "Honestly, I think whatever you give, as long as it’s heartfelt, Fairchild will appreciate it."

"That sounds much like what he said." Maeve leaned back, resting against the soft cushion, her chin slightly raised, her brows slightly furrowed.