Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 321 - 216: To Be Remembered by Someone Like Mr. Fairchild
"Alright, Mr. Hughes." Gattuso and his translators bowed simultaneously, watching the two men leave.
As they faded from view, a translator remarked, "Being Mr. Fairchild’s woman sure is lucky."
Gattuso exclaimed, "Oh, darling, what do you mean by that?"
"I just heard a woman’s name. However, the only thing that could make a man rush back like that is if his beloved were in trouble."
"Hahaha, I see."
...
Miles Hughes quickly booked the plane tickets.
Julian Fairchild wore a stern expression, checking the latest news about Maeve Lane up until the moment he boarded the plane.
Miles said, "Young Master, this time it seems quite serious. Miss Maeve hasn’t made any statements yet."
"But it’s not easy to issue a statement now when everyone is feeling sorry for Sylvia Lane." Miles was troubled; if it wasn’t because he couldn’t resolve things, he wouldn’t have mentioned it to Julian Fairchild at such a crucial moment, "Madam is indeed something. I don’t know what she sees in Sylvia Lane."
Julian Fairchild paused for a moment, "For now, ignore those trolls."
Miles was taken aback, "Ignore them? Won’t that make things worse?"
"Mass deleting posts will only backfire. Without proof from Zoe, things will just get worse and worse," Julian replied calmly.
"Then what should we do?"
"What’s always thrilling to people is the next piece of news," Julian’s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "If one isn’t enough, then ten." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"If ten aren’t enough, then a hundred."
Miles suddenly realized, "Young Master, you mean to overshadow Miss Maeve’s news with others’ news?"
"Yes."
"Right, although Miss Maeve is outstanding now, her fan base and influence can’t compare to those at the top. If those people had any scandals exposed at this time, people would quickly forget about Miss Maeve’s situation." Miles patted his forehead, "Young Master, you’re so smart. How come I didn’t think of it?"
Julian Fairchild’s expression didn’t improve in the slightest, "Which company is that woman signed with?"
Miles couldn’t recall, so he truthfully said, "I’ll check on it right away."
A while later, Miles came over with a document in hand.
"Sylvia Lane is signed with TS Media."
"Moreover, Sylvia Lane herself holds a small share in it. Currently, there are three A-list and several B-list celebrities at TS Media, all plagued with scandals, following the ’black and red’ route. In fact, this is one of TS Media’s strategies, so within the industry, TS Media has a very poor reputation."
Miles extracted the key information.
Julian Fairchild glanced indifferently at the documents in Miles’s hands, the chill in his eyes making one’s spine tingle, "These people, send Leon to investigate them."
Miles understood Julian’s intent and nodded, "Alright, Young Master."
His words bore a faint hint of surprise.
After all, Leon and his team are part of the Young Master’s intelligence hub. Sending such top-tier talents to dig up dirt on a few minor celebrities did seem like an overuse of resources.
But, when all of this relates to Miss Maeve, it suddenly becomes entirely normal.
...
When Maeve Lane returned to Ardoria, she was told Julian Fairchild had gone on a business trip.
She was rather calm about it; Julian Fairchild had been nearly half-out of the spotlight these days, except for the occasional mention in the media. He hasn’t appeared in the public eye for some time.
To someone like Julian Fairchild, the entertainment world indeed seemed too small.
However, Maeve glanced around the living room and other rooms and raised her eyebrows, "Why does it look like all the furniture has been changed?"
At this moment, Keane heard the noise and came out of the room.
Maeve’s eyes widened, "Keane, what happened to you? Why are you wrapped in bandages?"
"Sister, Uncle hit me (つД`)." Keane limped into Maeve’s arms.
"Julian Fairchild?" Maeve frowned, looking at Keane’s bandaged hand and struggling leg, "Why would he hit you?"
"Keane accidentally kicked him, but it was the bad uncle who grabbed my collar first! (つД`)" When Keane was angry, his fox-like eyes squinted slightly, making him look rather intimidating.
Maeve was momentarily stunned and thought back to what Sarah Sutton had said.
"Really?"
"Uncle is here! Sister, protect me! Σ(ŎдŎ|||)ﾉﾉ"
Keane exclaimed, retreating into Maeve’s arms.
Without warning, the door was pushed open.
Maeve turned her head, seeing Julian Fairchild standing at the doorway, travel-worn.
She was surprised, "Weren’t you already abroad?"
"Young Master heard Miss Maeve was in trouble, so he came back," Miles chimed in, "He just arrived last night and again today."
Maeve felt touched, but when she turned her head and saw Keane’s injuries, she was furious, "One thing at a time, Julian Fairchild, why would you pick a fight with a child like Keane, and even lay a hand on him?"
Julian replied in a low voice, "It was his own short legs that couldn’t step over the threshold, and he fell."
Maeve: "..."
