Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 342 - 223: Zane Payne (3)

So that was Director Osborne’s purpose.

This was a warning in advance; if anyone uses this matter to stir up hype, then it’s a case of ugly words said first, leaving no room for courtesy.

"Moreover, we need to speed up our progress. The shooting period is expected to be shortened to within two months; this way, we can aim to release during the Chinese New Year slot!"

"The Chinese New Year slot, that’s a very tight timeframe."

"Yes, and there’s the post-production. Luckily, we’re not making a high-tech movie."

Director Osborne said seriously, "So everyone’s workload will be heavier during this period, please be understanding."

"Releasing during the Chinese New Year slot is undoubtedly a golden box office period. Once we finish shooting, we must start preparations—editing, pre-sales, promotions—all need to be expedited..."

...

After Director Osborne finished speaking, it was already getting dark.

Maeve Lane and Sarah Sutton shared a double room because space was limited; being too spread out was inconvenient, so the crew tried to arrange everyone into the same hotel.

Compared to Aurelia’s grand hotels, the facilities here were noticeably lacking.

Although it was a double room, there was still a door separating them.

"Ms. Roland hasn’t arrived yet?"

Sarah Sutton said, looking at the tightly closed door beside her.

"Not yet, I think."

"Do you think she won’t come over?"

"Probably not, she values this movie a lot." Maeve Lane gazed at that door.

What she didn’t say was that Mrs. Roland had previously hinted to her that this novel was adapted from a true story.

She didn’t say who it was, but Maeve Lane vaguely guessed something.

Sarah Sutton nodded and then went to turn on the water heater.

Maeve Lane took the initiative to call Julian Fairchild.

He answered quickly, sounding somewhat tired, "Zoe."

"Not sleeping yet?" Maeve Lane walked to the window, where the moon outside was extraordinarily round, like a jade plate.

"I was just about to call you."

Maeve Lane tilted her lips, "Let me have the first chance this time then."

Julian laughed softly, "Are you getting used to it?"

"Hmm, the scenery here is pretty nice, and the teachers are quite caring."

"And... are you used to not having me around?"

Maeve Lane’s heart skipped a beat, her face getting a bit warm.

She glanced guiltily at Sarah Sutton, who was watching a variety show on the sofa, then pressed her lips together and said:

"Not used to it."

She felt that after she said this, Julian’s breathing became a bit more rapid.

"Wait for me."

Maeve Lane’s gaze held a hint of confusion, "Wait for what?"

"I’m coming to audition for your boyfriend."

...

Next morning.

Maeve Lane opened her sleepy eyes, then knocked on Sarah Sutton’s door.

Sarah responded quickly, and they got ready together.

After finishing the call with Julian Fairchild last night, Maeve Lane went to sleep. Because of a tight shooting schedule, she had to be at the shooting location at five o’clock for styling.

She and Sarah Sutton arrived fairly early, eating bread as they walked to the set. At the shooting site, there was only Autumn Lowe present, and after a simple greeting, the stylist started working on her.

Ruby Reed’s styling was very simple compared to the elaborate multi-layered hairstyles of costume dramas. She was just an ordinary small-town girl, with her hair in a ponytail, most often wearing her school uniform.

While doing her styling, Maeve Lane saw an unfamiliar face in the mirror.

"Payne, you’re here. Sit next to Maeve Lane; there’s a spot there for you."

Surname Payne.

Maeve Lane silently observed him; he should be playing the role of Lynn Reed, named... Zane Payne.

"Okay."

After sitting down, Zane Payne greeted Maeve Lane, his expression a bit awkward, "Morning. I had something to deal with yesterday and missed the flight; I only arrived at dawn... I’m Zane Payne."

"You’re Maeve Lane, right?"

"Yes." Maeve Lane curved her lips, "Morning. Director Osborne’s assistant organized everything he said yesterday into the group file; you can check it out."

"Okay..."

Zane Payne felt his heart rate picking up.

Although he had heard before that Maeve Lane was very beautiful, he didn’t think much of it at the time—there were many good-looking people in the industry.

But seeing her today, he realized that all the words used to describe beauty seemed an understatement for her.