Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 102: Provocation

After speaking, he gave a helpless laugh, "As for Julian, I’ve praised him countless tis, so I won’t waste more words."

"Hahaha! That’s right!"

"Yeah, Fairchild’s acting skills are without question."

"Maeve is indeed not bad; she can keep up with Fairchild’s performance."

"..."

Sarah felt quite proud. She saw Maeve lightly tug at her sleeve amidst the bustling crowd, "Sarah, did you hear what Julian Fairchild just said?"

She was puzzled, "He said his lines, I heard them."

The confusion in Maeve’s eyes deepened, and she spoke more specifically, "Did you hear him say ’Ethan’ or ’Zoe’?"

This question?

Sarah thought for a mont, "I didn’t catch it clearly just now, it should have been Ethan, right? Who’s this Zoe?"

"Then I must have... heard it wrong." Maeve frowned.

How did she just hear Julian Fairchild call her by her nickna?

It must have been auditory hallucination; Julian probably doesn’t even rember her nickna.

The day passed quickly.

Maeve and Sarah were on their way back to the hotel together.

Sumr Ainsworth always had to be surrounded by a group of bodyguards no matter where she went, even at filming locations, where actors were everywhere, she didn’t make any exceptions.

Sarah was not soone who acted recklessly, but since the situation was already tense, she simply chose not to pretend anymore. Sumr walked a few steps with her entourage, and seeing Maeve with Sarah and a girl who looked like she was still in school not too far away, she snorted coldly and arrogantly told her bodyguards, "Let’s take this path!"

Sarah felt uncomfortable the mont she heard that pretentious voice.

Maeve also furrowed her graceful eyebrows and said lightly, "How does she manage to be more annoying every ti than the last?"

Sarah couldn’t help but laugh, "Hahaha, your sarcasm is spot on, how co I didn’t know you had such a sharp tongue."

"Now you know?" Maeve simply stopped, "I’m just always speaking the truth."

The mont she finished speaking, she walked to the middle of the road and stood there.

Sumr tried to stifle a laugh of triumph; she initially wanted to have soone bump them away, but now Maeve was deliberately stepping out—it couldn’t be more foolish, right?

Unexpectedly, Maeve suddenly took out her phone and swiftly switched to recording mode.

Sarah’s eyes widened!

Is this even allowed?

How did she not think of this!

Sumr’s heart jumped to her throat, and the gloating smile on her face hadn’t even had ti to fade; she quickly changed it to a friendly smile and told her bodyguards, "Watch out for people, Maeve Lane is just ahead."

Sarah and Nina also looked visibly uncomfortable. If her fans found out that Sumr was such a two-faced person in private, who knows if they might drop their support imdiately.

Maeve’s face remained impassive as she spoke with a toneless yet potent air of criticism, "Which celebrity is this, I’ve never seen more bodyguards than passers-by before."

Even among the bodyguards, soone couldn’t help but laugh.

Sumr secretly gritted her teeth and scolded, "What are you laughing about! We won’t take this path, turn around!"

The group sheepishly turned back around, leaving Sarah feeling extrely satisfied, "Maeve, I didn’t realize you had quite a knack for dealing with these kinds of lowlifes."

"Mm."

Maeve put her phone away; she hadn’t actually turned on the video recording, just wanted to scare her.

They kept walking, soon seeing a man standing about ten ters away from them, seemingly waiting.

Maeve’s frown slightly relented and then furrowed again, "Asher Forrest?"