Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 344 - 224: Can I Call You Maeve?2

"Orange."

"I still have a lot here." Zane Payne sohow produced a big bag, surprisingly full of oranges, large and plump. He picked the most plump and beautiful one from the middle and smiled, "Shall I peel it for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on him.

Zane Payne realized his words might have been too attentive, his grip on the orange tightened slightly, "I might have been a bit into the role, instinctively treating Maeve Lane as my little sister, sorry."

He spoke sincerely, and Maeve Lane didn’t take it seriously, simply said, "Then thanks."

"Mm."

Sarah Sutton laughed, "So it seems your acting style is imrsive, my Maeve is very clear between the script and real life, she only had a bit of an imrsion when she started acting, now it hardly happens."

Zane Payne watched Maeve Lane’s slender fingers peeling the orange he gave, feeling a sense of satisfaction, more like a secret delight, "Then I need to learn more from Maeve."

Sarah Sutton paused for a second, "Maeve?"

Maeve Lane stopped and lifted her eyelids to look at him.

Zane Payne looked into Maeve Lane’s eyes, there seed to be so mysterious power, making him unable to look away, "Yeah, if I rember correctly, Maeve is a year younger than , we’re so familiar, isn’t it a bit too formal to call by na?"

He explained, "I see the director and others like Sarah Sutton call you this way, if you don’t like it, I..."

"It’s fine, it’s just a na." Maeve Lane said indifferently, "Call however feels natural."

Zane Payne ntally repeated it once, feeling sothing quietly blossoming in his heart, "Alright, Maeve."

Sarah Sutton inexplicably got goosebumps.

Strange, why did she feel Zane Payne calling sounded a bit mushy?

Clearly, it’s the sa two words.

...

The afternoon’s scene was a confrontation scene with Mila Miller.

The filming location was in a classroom, exactly at the ti of school dismissal.

This section was a mory.

Ruby Reed was quite an escaping personality during her school days, but not the most popular, she often hung out with her brother along with Lynn Reed’s friends.

Her desk mate was a very gentle girl who had so adolescent ambiguity towards her friends, one day before morning class, soone found Ruby Reed’s desk mate’s desk turned upside down, and the notebooks were scribbled all over.

They were indignant, and then the desk mate cried, saying she saw Ruby Reed ca to the classroom early in the morning.

Ruby Reed instantly beca the everyone’s target.

"You say you didn’t do it, so can you tell us why you ca to the classroom so early?"

"I heard from the class president that you asked her for the key, you were the first to arrive in the class."

"You’re too much, if you weren’t there to cause trouble, then what were you there for? Don’t say you were there to study."

Clearly, these weren’t very sharp words, but Ruby Reed felt like she was being pointed at by a thousand people, nobody believed her.

She looked towards her desk mate.

But the desk mate never looked at her or explained.

"I was here to study." Ruby Reed said, her eyelashes slightly trembling in unease, "Borrowed the key because I was afraid no one else would co."

"Are you kidding? We have over a thousand students in our grade, you rank last, if you ca early to study, how co your grades are still like this?"

Ruby Reed felt very embarrassed.

Maeve Lane portrayed this adolescent embarrassnt very well.

Secretly studying and slowly improving, hoping others would see her differently, saying sothing like, "You’re so smart, you play all the ti but still have such good grades."

Or giving the impression that she’s actually quite smart, just not wanting to study seriously.

But now, Ruby Reed seed to have beco that, the kind of student who studied hard but still had bad grades.

She desperately wanted to escape that classroom, but no one spoke a just word for her.

At this mont, Claire Chandler, played by Mila Miller, returned from fetching water outside, seeing the classroom unusually quiet, everyone staring at Ruby Reed who sat in the middle, only her desk mate’s light sniffle could be heard.

A hint of contemplation flashed in her eyes.

"What’s going on here?"

Claire Chandler walked over and leaned in to ask.

"Look, Ruby Reed scratched Karen’s notebooks, when we ca in the morning, all her books were on the ground."

"She won’t admit, must be jealousy because Karen has better grades, and she felt unbalanced."

Claire Chandler approached and stood beside Ruby Reed, who had her head lowered, "It’s not Reed, she wouldn’t do such a thing."

Ruby Reed and others were montarily stunned.

"You say it’s not her, so it’s not her?"