Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 24: Trapped in the Rain

If you ask which TV series is most in the spotlight right now, everyone would have said "Illusionary Joy" three months ago!

But last month, the novel "Rivers and Mountains as Usual" made a sudden appearance!

On the day it concluded, it dominantly occupied multiple trending topics!

The commotion was so great that it even startled Marcus Dayne, who had been quiet for three years!

After he finished reading it, he decisively prepared to start filming, making countless stars envious.

Even many international award-winning actors and actresses were eager to join!

For nothing else, just the na Marcus Dayne alone is a trump card!

Sylvia Lane was, of course, envious too, but many people more famous than her were also coveting it, and her background wasn’t that strong, so she could only watch others prosper with envy.

But now soone says, "Maeve Lane is going to ’Rivers and Mountains as Usual’?"

She felt incredulous, "Are you guys crazy? How could Director Dayne invite Maeve Lane!"

Mona York was also stunned, muttering to herself, "Director Dayne rejected us at the ti, how could he be interested in Maeve Lane who doesn’t even have a representative work?"

Maeve Lane directly hung up the phone and looked at the excited Sarah Sutton who was about to jump up, "Rivers and Mountains as Usual?"

"Yeah, Rivers and Mountains as Usual! My god, I knew you’d definitely make it big, Maeve! Such a fantastic lineup!!"

Maeve Lane wasn’t much for Weibo, but she had heard the na, "We didn’t even pitch to them, how co they suddenly invited ?"

Sarah Sutton said, "I don’t know what happened, but I just confird repeatedly, it’s you, Director Dayne specifically nad you to be the lead actress!"

Maeve Lane’s eyes were slightly surprised, thinking for a mont, "Then let’s go have a look now, to avoid unexpected changes."

Sarah Sutton quickly agreed, "I have an appointnt with Director Dayne in two hours, we can definitely make it in ti."

Just about to leave, Maeve Lane’s phone rang again.

Sylvia Lane, unwilling to give up, called again.

This ti, Maeve Lane didn’t even bother to acknowledge her.

The communication with Director Dayne was exceedingly smooth.

So much so that Maeve Lane felt a bit unbelievable holding the contract in her hands.

She carefully looked over the docunt, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, "Director Dayne even brought along a legal team, why does it feel like they were lying in wait for ?"

Sarah Sutton couldn’t contain her joy, "I’ve looked it over, there’s nothing wrong with it, the pay is high too, after this film, I have a feeling it will definitely gain traction, if not trendously so!"

Maeve Lane’s eyes slightly lifted, "As long as there’s a role to play, that’s enough."

"To celebrate you getting Eliza Grant’s role, shall we go have a al to celebrate?"

"Sure."

Maeve Lane put the contract in her bag, but she had noticed just now that the male lead’s role was still vacant, wondering which A-list star it would be in the end.

...

As "Rivers and Mountains as Usual" was still casting, the shooting schedule was not urgent.

Maeve Lane nestled in Crestfall Bay reading the script.

During this period, her relationship with Julian Fairchild had plunged into an icy cold.

Looking into her heart, Maeve Lane did indeed feel... guilty towards him.

But ti is a cruel thing, and the Julian Fairchild of now probably doesn’t need these things.

Just like when they registered for their marriage certificate, he still maintained a cold deanor.

When the staff handed her the two little red booklets, Maeve Lane clearly saw the... indifference in Julian Fairchild’s eyes.

She had trapped him in the rain.

In the presidential suite.

The man slightly swirled the crimson liquid in his glass.

On his right side was a phone, continuously playing a coquettish voice—

"Alright, I like you the most, is that okay? Why are you so jealous, my dear President Fairchild~"

Julian Fairchild’s hand unconsciously gripped tightly, eventually crushing the wine glass.

He never really walked out of that rain; it was just that, later on, the rain had stopped by itself.