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 somehow 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 immersive, my Maeve is very clear between the script and real life, she only had a bit of an immersion 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 seemed to be some mysterious power, making him unable to look away, "Yeah, if I remember correctly, Maeve is a year younger than me, we’re so familiar, isn’t it a bit too formal to call by name?"

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 name." Maeve Lane said indifferently, "Call me however feels natural."

Zane Payne mentally repeated it once, feeling something 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 same two words.

...

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

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

This section was a memory.

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 some adolescent ambiguity towards her friends, one day before morning class, someone 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 came to the classroom early in the morning.

Ruby Reed instantly became the everyone’s target.

"You say you didn’t do it, so can you tell us why you came 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 come."

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

Ruby Reed felt very embarrassed.

Maeve Lane portrayed this adolescent embarrassment very well.

Secretly studying and slowly improving, hoping others would see her differently, saying something like, "You’re so smart, you play all the time 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 seemed to have become 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 moment, 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 came 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 momentarily stunned.

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