Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 206 - 180: What Julian Fairchild Left Behind (Part 2

Maeve Lane felt like her plan was half failed, but there was another way...

As long as Julian Fairchild cooperated with her.

Julian Fairchild walked with her in his arms, swift as the wind, his eyes carrying the deepest black, brewing a terrifying storm.

Very intimidating.

But Maeve Lane wasn’t afraid. She carefully tugged at the man’s sleeve, "Julian Fairchild."

At that mont, Julian Fairchild viewed Maeve Lane through an automatic filter of frailty and paleness, frowning deeply, but awkwardly trying to appear gentle, which looked sowhat... comical.

She laughed lightly, the plan she had on the tip of her tongue finally turning into, "I’m fine."

Julian Fairchild obviously didn’t believe her, his pace quickening even more.

Maeve Lane had no choice, her cold hand resting on his forehead, wiping away the faintly red hue, her voice clear and cool but with a hint of warmth, unlike before, "Act with for once."

Julian Fairchild’s breath hitched, but his steps didn’t stop. He squinted dangerously at her, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yeah."

"..."

The man seed to grit his teeth, but finally his expression wasn’t so tense.

He used so force, his hand under the robe giving Maeve Lane’s full hip a hard smack.

Maeve Lane’s eyes widened, the calm facade finally showed a genuine blush tint on her cheeks.

She heard Julian Fairchild’s voice, sowhat deep—

"If you deceive next ti..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but his eyes deepened, and his breath got heavier.

Maeve Lane quickly understood, imdiately shifting her gaze, her voice a bit awkward—

"I won’t lie to you again."

...

And so there was the scene Sumr Ainsworth just witnessed.

Director Dayne had already left, Sumr had run out crying, leaving only the doctor, Julian Fairchild, and Maeve Lane in the room.

The doctor glanced at the unusual atmosphere in the room, catching a scent of gossip, but he knew the man in front of him was not soone to provoke.

On his first day joining the crew, Director Dayne had told him... Anyone in this team could have an incident, but not Julian Fairchild.

It was clear that Julian Fairchild definitely had significant background influence.

He smiled, "Take your ti chatting, I haven’t had lunch yet, so I’ll go eat first."

Maeve Lane nodded at him, "Thanks."

"Of course."

Julian Fairchild’s face was overcast, seemingly in a bad mood, "If sothing like this happens again, just tell ."

Maeve Lane laughed casually, "It’s not a big deal, I can handle it, no need to bother you."

"You think this is a bother? Have you ever thought about what if sothing really happened..."

He suddenly stopped speaking.

It was like a small stone was thrown into the lake of his heart, causing ripples despite its small size.

Maeve Lane lifted her eyes, her eyelashes casting a small circle of shadows, "You also helped today, otherwise I couldn’t have so smoothly found the person, so thanks again."

"You know thanks is never what I want."

Julian Fairchild gave her a deep look.

Sotis he really wanted to see if her heart was truly as cold as it seed.

He always thought he was indifferent enough, but Maeve Lane was even more emotionless than him.

...

Sylvia Lane was resting when she got the call, actually she was waiting for Sumr Ainsworth to update her on the latest developnts.

When the phone rang, she almost couldn’t help but speak first.

Fortunately, she heard soone speaking.

Although their voice was deliberately lowered, she still heard it.

At that mont, she sensed that sothing was not right, hearing Sumr Ainsworth’s specific remarks, she imdiately knew sothing unexpected had happened, perhaps even discovered by Maeve Lane, so she changed her tone, starting the call recording, and completely shifted the bla.

Finally, from Sumr Ainsworth’s anxious tone, almost in tears, it confird that her suspicion was correct.

Sylvia Lane put down the phone, her palms were sweaty.

"There shouldn’t be any slip-ups." Sylvia Lane was a bit uneasy and listened to the call recording again, finding that her tone, although fast, didn’t have any notable anomalies, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, she saw Director Dayne’s social dia posting a casting notice.

The audition role was exactly for Gabrielle Moreau, the role Sumr was currently playing.

She muttered a curse at the incompetent fool, and while touching up her makeup, she received another call.

[Maeve Lane]

Seeing this na, the twisted thoughts in her heart coiled around her heart like vines in the darkness, making it hard to breathe!

"Hello? What’s up?"

Sylvia Lane’s tone was arrogant and domineering, she couldn’t be bothered pretending in front of Maeve Lane, after pretending for more than ten years, she finally could be herself, she no longer wanted to act obedient in front of Maeve Lane!