Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 385 - 338: Mom, Do You Remember Keane?

"I also feel, why does this sentence’s tone seem so strange?"

"That means there’s a chance though, right? Maybe one day we’ll actually see an official wedding announcement from them."

"Heh, don’t dream too beautifully, how many couples in the entertainment circle end up not being together? Dating is dating, marriage is marriage."

...

Julian Fairchild walked out of the hotel, practically glowing with a radiant energy, as if he’d experienced some life-rejuvenating treatment.

There was a sensual scent of hormones emanating from him, even Miles Hughes was a bit stunned.

Everyone was ordered not to approach that room these past two days, so he didn’t know what had happened.

However, seeing Miss Maeve’s furious and embarrassed expression before she left, combined with the man’s ever-present smile, it seemed the young master had quite an exhilarating time.

Miles dared not look too much, lightly cleared his throat, "Young Master, are we staying in Corvallo to discuss with the branch office people or heading back to Aurelia immediately?"

Julian pondered for a moment, "Where’s Zoe headed?"

Miles had already figured it out, "Miss Maeve is very likely heading back to Aurelia."

"Let’s head back to Aurelia."

"Understood."

"By the way, Young Master, Miss Maeve just posted on Weibo in response to your earlier post."

Julian raised an eyebrow.

Miles handed his phone over for him to see.

He glanced at it, a slight smile on his lips.

He thought Zoe would be angry and ignore him, but she responded instead.

Although the tone of her response seemed like she was throwing a tantrum, Maeve hadn’t been ignoring him.

Does this mean next time, he can be a little more "excessive"?

...

Several spots opened up in the promotion of "Southern Mountain."

Mila Miller, playing a supporting role, still hadn’t responded about her situation with Maeve, so she didn’t come; only several veteran actors with spare time showed up.

The young participants were only Maeve and Zane Payne, but this time Zane was noticeably distant from her, no longer calling her Maeve and deliberately avoiding eye contact.

Maeve thought, although Julian Fairchild could be a jerk, he had a pretty good eye for people.

It seemed Zane did have some interest in her.

She really hadn’t noticed it before...

So when the two were asked to do some simple games on stage, both seemed a bit distant; later, when the other actors joined the game, it alleviated some of the invisible awkwardness.

At this announcement event, the release date for "Southern Mountain" was also revealed, set for the end of this month, right catching the tail end of the Spring Festival season.

Zane watched Maeve’s departing figure in the car, a flicker of inferiority flashing in his eyes, quickly replaced by a rising emotion. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

His agent wasn’t wrong.

Only by standing at the top, might Maeve finally notice him.

He wanted to become an award-winning actor, to make her look up in admiration.

This idea was like a seedling, deeply rooted in his heart.

...

Since Sylvia Lane was taken back to Anson Lane’s house that day, her status in the Lane Family plummeted.

Initially, Anson Lane had high hopes for her, but he never imagined Sylvia would fail to win the Fairchild family’s young master’s favor, only to act as a servant for them.

Even though Anson disliked Maeve’s way of doing things, he no longer showed Sylvia the same kindness as before.

Especially since he now still relied on his wife’s family!

Sylvia could now be said to have nothing!

Her father didn’t value her, her career was destroyed, her love was thoroughly ruined by Maeve, and there was no hope of marrying into a wealthy family!

In the Lane Family living room.

Mrs. Lane sat on the central sofa, wearing a light yellow cheongsam, showing off her graceful figure, "Sylvia, you have always been sensible. I won’t beat around the bush. What do you think of my distant nephew?"

Sylvia stood there, a bit reserved; in this Lane Family, what Anson Lane said wasn’t as influential as what Mrs. Lane did; the house was outwardly Anson’s, but in reality, Mrs. Lane was in charge.

She was more like a guest living under someone else’s roof.

The Lane family’s business wasn’t very large, but there were plenty of rules, and Mrs. Lane, having helped Anson pay off his debts, controlled him as if she held leverage over him, even after marriage.

Not a harsh word was ever spoken, and she was often reprimanded directly.

"Which distant nephew?" Sylvia asked.

Mrs. Lane maintained her demeanor, "You’ve met him before, although his family’s condition isn’t as good as ours, he’s an honest and sincere person. Marrying him wouldn’t be a loss."

Sylvia was bewildered on the spot, "What? You’re... you’re proposing I marry him?"

With Mrs. Lane’s words, Sylvia immediately recalled the scene of meeting that "nephew" before; he visited the Lane family as a guest, his greasy gaze nearly glued to her, and now she was actually being introduced to him?!