Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 268 - 200: The Wishing Wood After Many Years

"I don’t believe it." Maeve Lane screwed on the bottle cap, seemingly rembering sothing, she added, "It’s just self-deception."

"Is that so?" Julian Fairchild’s gaze fell on the calm surface of Lake Theron, as if letting out a light sigh, "I believe..."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Julian, why are you walking so fast?" Lucy Sterling ran a stretch, out of breath as she approached, "Suddenly, we lost sight of you guys."

Sean Shaw was also panting heavily, hands on his hips, "These old bones of mine can’t compete with you young folks anymore."

Julian Fairchild replied, "It’s fine."

"Right, just around the corner is Vimalia Temple, if we could go in, that would be great. I heard making wishes there is very effective." Lucy Sterling lanted for a mont, "I haven’t exercised in a long ti, it’s rare to co by, who knows when the next ti will be."

Julian Fairchild lowered his eyes, looking at Maeve Lane, "Do you want to take a look?"

Maeve Lane casually said, "Sure."

Kylie Kendrick was the last to catch up, hearing Maeve’s response, she sarcastically remarked, "We’re filming a show right now, not having fun, otherwise the money wouldn’t be well earned."

Upon hearing this, Lucy Sterling’s expression instantly turned a bit unpleasant.

The suggestion had just started from her after all.

Unfazed, Kylie Kendrick aid her words at Maeve Lane again, smiling, "If you want to go in and have fun, go ahead. We’ll wait here; just don’t take too long."

Those words, if aired, would definitely attract negativity towards Maeve, blatantly suggesting she’s wasting everyone’s ti.

The man’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, casting a cold glance at Kylie Kendrick. She looked up and instinctively took a step back.

"Are we allowed to visit?" Julian Fairchild asked, looking at the photographer and the producer, his tone indifferent.

"Ah... yes, yes!" The staff didn’t hesitate at all, "After climbing for hours, taking a break is fine. Fairchild, if there’s anywhere you want to go, just tell the production team!"

No kidding, Best Actor Fairchild is soone every variety show would love to have!

With such a big na here, are we worried about not having viewers?

Naturally, all reasonable requests should be accommodated!

Maeve Lane glanced lightly at Kylie Kendrick, "However, soone ntioned it might be a waste of ti."

Lucy Sterling also chid in, "Kylie, you can continue filming here, we’re tired and will go rest for a bit."

Kylie Kendrick initially intended to take a jab at Maeve Lane, but everyone seed to be speaking in her favor instead.

It was like shooting herself in the foot!

The staff said, "It’s not a waste of ti. Our caran are tired too, carrying such heavy equipnt all the ti. Photographs and filming aren’t allowed inside the temple, so they can all take a break; the afternoon shoot will be more efficient as well."

"Hmm."

Maeve Lane smiled at Julian Fairchild, "Shall we go?"

"Hmm."

Lucy Sterling also turned to Sean Shaw, who was placing down items nearby, "Let’s go, let’s take a stroll."

Sean Shaw, holding several masks, called out, "Wait, let’s put on a mask first!"

The place was still relatively secluded, not many visitors, but entering the temple ant a much larger crowd.

Even on a weekday, there were still quite a few people.

Maeve Lane took two masks from Sean Shaw’s hand and gave one to Julian Fairchild.

As she handed it to him, their fingers lightly touched for a mont.

For so reason, Maeve Lane felt a bit guilty and glanced at the production team.

"Is what we’re doing... considered a work trip romance?"

A deep male voice above her, unfazed by the mic, reached her ears.

Maeve Lane tugged at the man’s sleeve, "Stop talking, can’t you see the circumstances?"

Unconcerned, Julian Fairchild raised an eyebrow, letting her pull him into Vimalia Temple.

Vimalia Temple was expansive, with the main hall several stories high.

Stepping inside, Maeve Lane sensed an austere and majestic atmosphere, the sound of wooden fish and chanting seed to resonate with the soul, solemn Buddhist hymns echoing in the great hall.

As she wandered through, she realized at so point Julian Fairchild, who had been beside her, had disappeared.

Maeve Lane exited the hall, glancing around but finding no trace of him.

"...Where did he go?"

"Who are you looking for? Did you drive Fairchild away?" Kylie Kendrick walked in from outside, with no caras around, her comnts were unrestrained, "I’d really like to learn a trick or two from you to enchant Fairchild like this."

Maeve Lane didn’t spare her a glance, "Provocations co with consequences."

Kylie Kendrick seed to find sothing amusing, "You? Is this supposed to be a threat? If I hadn’t underestimated you that day, you think you could have outwitted ? Don’t think too highly of yourself, Fairchild will tire of you eventually."