Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 366 - 231: Defending Maeve Lane from Online Attacks

After chatting with Sarah Sutton for a bit, Maeve Lane took out her phone again, thought for a mont, and replied with—

[I’m eating.]

[You and Julian? Then why don’t you co back tomorrow.] The reply ca quickly.

Maeve Lane didn’t know what Mrs. Fairchild was plotting.

[Is there sothing going on?]

[Can’t I just ask you two to have a al without a reason? Maeve Lane, can’t you show a little respect to your mother-in-law?]

Maeve Lane lightly touched the screen with her long finger.

[Respect is mutual, but if I may be frank, you don’t seem like the type to ask back for a al without a reason.]

After finishing the reply, Maeve didn’t check the ssages again. She placed the phone into a plastic bag and set it aside.

Not long after, a call ca through.

It was Miles Hughes.

Maeve Lane pressed the speaker button while eating peanuts.

"Miss Lane, the madam said she wanted you and the young master to co back to the old house for dinner. The young master asked to see if you’d like to go."

Sarah Sutton widened her eyes. She didn’t an to listen, but Miles Hughes’ voice was quite distinctive.

Maeve paused, "I can’t get away right now. If Julian wants to go back, he can."

"Well, the young master has already declined." Miles paused for a few seconds and then said.

Maeve felt a bit complicated.

"Then I’ll hang up now."

"Beep beep beep—"

Sarah Sutton moved to the couch on Maeve’s side, "Have you two t the parents?"

Maeve made a "hmm" sound.

"By the way, about the thing you ntioned last ti about your baby, you better not have gotten pregnant before marriage, if word gets out it could be a big ss," Sarah said. "But since you’ve t the parents, there should be good news soon, right?"

Maeve nodded, looking at Sarah with a slightly sympathetic gaze.

Not only soon.

But it will be officially announced.

Looking at Sarah’s joyful face as she busily enjoyed her hot pot, Maeve swallowed the words back again.

Forget it.

Even if Sarah knew, she wouldn’t be able to stop Julian.

Julian announcing her...

Just thinking about it is like the rhythm of a trending topic.

Let her be happy for a little while longer.

As Sarah threw in slices of lamb, Maeve’s complex look caught her attention, and she shivered, blurting out, "Little ancestor, are you hiding sothing from again?"

Maeve shook her head and looked away, "Nope."

But those words carried a bit of guilty conscience only noticeable to herself.

Sarah thought for a mont, recently she had been sticking by Maeve’s side for filming, and Maeve’s schedule was packed, so there wasn’t really an opportunity to stir up any news.

Thinking this, she felt relieved.

...

Over on Mrs. Fairchild’s end, she received responses from both Maeve and Julian.

Both had declined.

Maeve’s refusal was particularly straightforward!

Julian usually replied to her ssages with just a syllable or two, and she had gotten used to it, but after a few days of Butler Forrest’s instigation, Mrs. Fairchild couldn’t help but be worried.

Disregarding appearances, she hurriedly asked, "Forrest, they both refused, so what should I do?"

After speaking, Mrs. Fairchild angrily added, "It must be Maeve who told Julian not to co back! How could she be so ruthless?"

Butler Forrest sighed, "Madam, if you keep that attitude, I’m afraid you’ll never see Miss Lane eat with you calmly."

Mrs. Fairchild glared at him, "What do you an? Isn’t my attitude good enough? Must I kneel and bow to her?"

"Think about how many tis you’ve lost your temper with Miss Lane? Not once have you t without a reddened face, it’s like crying wolf, it would be odd if Miss Lane agreed to dine with you!"

"Then why do you still tell to invite her?! Are you deliberately trying to make a fool of ?" Mrs. Fairchild’s face flushed with anger.

"This is just the first step. You have to let the young couple see your change, right? Change takes ti, if you invite Miss Lane more often, won’t they see your sincerity?"

Forrest spoke earnestly: "Madam, I’ve watched over you for decades in the Fairchild Family, how could I possibly say such things to make a fool of you? That would be really disheartening."

Mrs. Fairchild looked at him and spoke with a slight stutter, "Why, why are you disheartened? I was just speaking casually."

In the Fairchild Family, he’s the only one she can really talk to like this, so most of the ti, Mrs. Fairchild is quite tolerant of Butler Forrest.

"I know Madam, you are fundantally kind, just quick-tempered and can’t stand hearing unpleasant words, but Miss Lane doesn’t know that, inviting her for dinner is just one example, there are actually many things you can do for Miss Lane."

Mrs. Fairchild cald down, "Like what?"

"For example, that fan group you just joined, helping Miss Lane fight against black fans. Although in real life Miss Lane lacks nothing, her online reputation is quite poor, there’s much you can do there."