Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 367 - 332: Why Are You at the Fairchild Family?
Mrs. Fairchild stared at him, "Counterattack online? How?"
Butler Forrest pulled out his phone from the bag and gestured, "Like this..."
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Under Butler Forrest’s guidance, Mrs. Fairchild persistently sent messages for several days in a row.
The day before Maeve Lane had her media schedule, she thought it over and asked Julian Fairchild to accompany her to the Fairchild Family home.
Although she didn’t get along with Mrs. Fairchild, Julian was still her son, carried for ten months and born, which mother doesn’t hold their child dear?
Mrs. Fairchild wasn’t good to her, but she was genuinely kind to Julian.
Yet it seemed Julian cared more about her thoughts.
If she didn’t go, Julian would definitely not go back.
Thinking this, Maeve felt she couldn’t be so selfish; she used to be carefree, but now she had someone she loved.
Hence, she had a vulnerability.
She didn’t want Julian to be talked about as a cold and heartless man outside... at least the Julian she knew wasn’t like that.
When Mrs. Fairchild got the news, she seemed stunned for a moment, then took a full few minutes to digest it.
"Madam, Young Master and Miss Maeve are coming back, I’ll go have lunch prepared." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Okay." She was so excited for a moment that she didn’t know what to say.
Butler Forrest, having received the order, personally went to supervise the preparation of lunch.
After a while, another phone call came in.
Mrs. Fairchild composed herself and answered.
"Mrs. Fairchild, it’s Michelle."
"Oh, Michelle, is there something you need?"
"It’s like this, the last time I visited the Fairchilds, Fairchild wasn’t home. I felt it wasn’t sincere enough. After all, this isn’t a trivial matter, so I wanted to call and ask when Fairchild would be home; I want to thank him in person."
Mrs. Fairchild beamed with joy; today truly was a double blessing, "Sure, Fairchild is coming home today. If you have time, why not come over?"
The woman’s voice grew excited too, "Really? That’s great! Wait for me, I’ll be there soon!"
"Okay."
After hanging up, Mrs. Fairchild swiped her phone screen to Weibo and started doing fan activity tasks!
Checking in, clocking in, posting!
Honestly, that old Butler Forrest is quite trendy; so old yet knows all these things. She didn’t know it could be played like this before.
To tell the truth, she never realized before how pretty Maeve Lane actually was.
Her personality might be too strong, which instead overshadowed her looks.
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Around 11 AM.
Miles Hughes drove Maeve Lane and Julian Fairchild to the Fairchild home.
Lunch had been prepared early and was just waiting for the few of them to take their seats.
Mrs. Fairchild was already seated.
Maeve Lane pulled out a nearby chair, and Julian sat down beside her.
Even though Mrs. Fairchild had sent several days’ worth of messages, she still found it hard to drop her guard.
Butler Forrest was frantically signaling to her with his eyes.
Mrs. Fairchild cleared her throat and asked, seemingly casually, "Maeve, when do you plan to join the crew?"
The weather had turned cold; it was snowing on the road, and Maeve hadn’t worn gloves, so her hands were freezing.
Miles had already asked someone to get a hand warmer.
Julian frowned, pulling the girl’s hand over to keep it warm.
Upon hearing Mrs. Fairchild’s question, Maeve raised her eyes, devoid of emotion, "Not sure."
Mrs. Fairchild was a bit dissatisfied with her attitude, pressing her lips tightly.
Butler Forrest whispered to Mrs. Fairchild, "It’s okay, madam, at least Miss Maeve answered."
Mrs. Fairchild thought about how her chance to hold a grandson in the future would depend on Maeve, and she held herself back, "So, when do you plan to marry Julian?"
Maeve didn’t reply, but Julian, who was focused on warming her hands, looked up, his resolute face slightly tense, "If she wants to marry, then we marry."
The implication was that if she didn’t want to marry, then they wouldn’t?
This can’t be!
Julian is spoiling this woman too much.
Mrs. Fairchild also chose to hold back her words.
Butler Forrest came up again and said, "Madam, this is a good chance to bond, you should seize it."
"How do I seize it, when I ask and she responds half-heartedly?"
"You could talk about things Miss Maeve is interested in."
"What things?"
"The topic you just brought up was quite good, why not talk to Miss Maeve about filming? Didn’t Miss Maeve just respond to you?"
After a few minutes, Miles brought over the hand warmer and handed it to Maeve.
Maeve’s hands had already been warmed by the man, and coupled with the comfortable temperature from the central heating, she wasn’t that cold anymore.
