Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 232 - 189: My Favorite Gift

Sylvia Lane finally mentioned Anson Lane, but Maeve Lane refused to back down, even calling him by name to contradict him, which made Anson Lane furious!

She was at her wit’s end; now Maeve Lane’s incident is brewing quickly, as evidenced by the data on Weibo.

If she pretends not to see it and doesn’t respond directly, she’ll definitely be deemed guilty!

After the company found out, they decided to let her continue feigning illness to avoid the spotlight! Wait until the heat dies down before letting her make a comeback!

Summer Ainsworth’s situation is even worse!

Although Sylvia Lane’s status is similar to hers, Sylvia Lane has some background support, but Summer Ainsworth couldn’t even make a ripple! She was simply shelved by the company!

Moreover, Sylvia Lane’s case is still unclear; Summer Ainsworth was directly confirmed as the wrongdoer.

She was even listed among the discredited artists!

...

"Rivers and Mountains as Usual" filming location.

Today’s shooting was almost over.

Miles Hughes handed over a clean white towel, and Julian Fairchild took it, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

He walked into the temporary tent.

It was pitch black, and further inside, not even moonlight could reach.

He frowned, intending to ask Miles Hughes to turn on the light, but unexpectedly, Miles Hughes was nowhere to be seen.

Julian Fairchild furrowed his brow tightly, and the next second, a cake was brought out.

The candle flames illuminated the tent.

The director, producer, Maeve Lane, and Miles Hughes had already gathered in the inner tent without him noticing.

In the center was a large cake, with "Happy Birthday Julian Fairchild!" written on it.

Julian Fairchild paused for a moment. Although this scene had happened many times since entering the industry, his eyelid still twitched slightly.

"Happy Birthday, Fairchild! Surprise!"

"Lucky Miles Hughes reminded us today, otherwise we almost forgot, hahaha!"

"Come on, Fairchild, you cut the first slice of cake."

"Looks like Fairchild forgot himself, hahaha."

It remained dark around, and in the flickering candlelight, Maeve Lane seemed touched by the warmth of humanity, her beautiful eyes slightly damp — just after filming a crying scene, her eyelashes still looked somewhat wet, appearing unrealistically beautiful.

Like a surreal dream.

Everyone made room for Julian Fairchild; he stood in front of the cake, his fair fingers picking up the cake cutter, his eyes lowered, his handsome features akin to a Greek sculpture, with a slightly taut jaw, perfectly smooth and curved.

On top of the cake was a layer of kiwifruit and halved strawberries, adorned with some candies.

He cut a slice, with little cream but plenty of fruit, looking very delicious.

Then everyone saw Julian Fairchild hand the cut and plated slice to... Maeve Lane.

Director Dayne awkwardly retracted his hand, and Miles Hughes chuckled on the side.

If it weren’t for the young mistress being present, did the young master seem like someone who’d personally slice cake?

Maeve Lane accepted it without changing her expression, "Thank you, happy birthday."

Julian Fairchild slightly curled his lips, "Is the gift ready?"

Without waiting for Maeve Lane’s answer, others promptly took out their prepared gifts upon hearing him.

"Fairchild, here’s my gift!"

"This is mine; I contemplated for a long time before calling someone to deliver it. Fairchild, see if you like it!"

"Fairchild, check mine first; you’ll definitely like it!"

Julian Fairchild furrowed his elegant brows, showing slight displeasure.

Miles Hughes immediately sensed something amiss and hurriedly told the enthusiastic crowd, "Put the gifts with me, I’ll have someone help Fairchild carry them up later."

"Alright then, thank you, Hughes!"

"Okay!"

"..."

Maeve Lane turned her gaze elsewhere.

She indeed prepared a gift, but now she felt unable to give it.

However, Julian Fairchild was clearly intent on seeing it.

He leaned closer.

Maeve Lane didn’t move.

Julian Fairchild chuckled softly, "Shy?"

Maeve Lane retorted, "No."

Forget it, he probably won’t notice anything.

Then she took a finely wrapped box from behind and handed it to Julian Fairchild.

Julian Fairchild raised an eyebrow, lightly shaking the contents inside, "Can’t say what it is?"

Maeve Lane replied, "See for yourself when you get home."

"Oh."

Maeve Lane quickly finished the cake in her hand, "I’m going to change clothes first."

She was still wearing the costume from the scene, with makeup unremoved.

Julian Fairchild’s focus was entirely on the box, he responded, "Hmm."

After Maeve Lane left, he wanted to open it immediately but remembered the girl’s fleeting embarrassment earlier.

Julian Fairchild held back.

Director Dayne came over and exchanged a few words with Julian Fairchild, then happily went off to eat cake.

In a scene of merry harmony, Julian Fairchild called out Miles Hughes.