CHAPTER 76: CHAPTER 76: COME BACK, BEFORE 10 O’CLOCK

Although Maeve Lane recently gained some public attention due to the incident with Sylvia Lane, as an actor, one’s works are the most important.

And the roles Maeve Lane has played are technically all insignificant minor roles.

No fame, no works, and the fans’ combat power is almost zero, most of them are passerby fans.

So Maeve Lane’s Weibo was directly "massacred" one-sidedly.

——"Finally found it, I want to see who MS Entertainment is trying to promote!"

——"You wouldn’t know unless you dug into it. Do you know who Maeve Lane’s manager is? Sarah Sutton! One of the top managers who has lifted several popular stars! That she is willing to manage a newcomer like Maeve Lane, there must be more to this!"

——"Please spare my Fairchild, find someone else to leech off of!"

——"I thought you were a promising newcomer last time; turns out you were just looking to take shortcuts. Haha, fan no more."

"..."

Weibo is always managed by Sarah Sutton; Maeve Lane hardly ever logs on.

So when Sarah Sutton came to her, worried with her phone in hand, Maeve Lane just raised an eyebrow, "Is it that bad?"

"Yeah, it is." Sarah Sutton sat on the sofa and sighed, "But in our line of work, who hasn’t been criticized? Which of the top stars didn’t come up through ’storms and waves’?"

Maeve Lane lazily yawned and skillfully took out medicine from the cabinet, "I don’t care, as long as they don’t get in my face, let them be."

This was a small apartment she rented temporarily, not big, because Julian Fairchild occasionally returned to Crestfall Bay, and if he didn’t stay there, she didn’t need to go back, often staying here alone.

Sarah Sutton didn’t know about her relationship with Julian Fairchild, always thinking they merely had a superior-subordinate relationship.

"Knew you’d say that." Sarah Sutton turned off her phone screen on the table and continued, "I’m just afraid it would affect your mood; if you don’t go on Weibo, you won’t have to deal with those annoying things."

"If someone says those words in front of me, I’d respect them as a warrior." Maeve Lane raised her head, her elegant neck straight to prevent the medicine from dripping on her forehead.

This seemingly light remark genuinely scared Sarah Sutton!

"Goodness, your injury hasn’t healed yet, take it easy." Sarah Sutton watched Maeve Lane apply medicine to herself, feeling both helpless and distressed, "Look at you, with such a pretty face, you should be more careful. What if it gets scarred?"

Maeve Lane smirked with a bit of a rogue attitude, "Just kidding, we’re all civilized people here."

"Whatever." Sarah Sutton observed Maeve Lane and, seeing she truly didn’t care, said, "This time is your first time being the female lead, though this film has been prepared in a hurry, the cast isn’t bad. If you play it well, there’s still a chance to make it big."

"I know."

After Maeve Lane repeatedly assured her, Sarah Sutton left relieved.

She tidied herself up and was about to take a shower and sleep when she received a text message.

[Come back.]

Sender: Julian Fairchild.

Weird, wasn’t he supposed to be at the company today?

Maeve Lane lowered her eyelids, the light casting a faint shadow on her eyelashes, and she replied directly——

[It’s not convenient for me.]

By which, Julian Fairchild should understand, as it wasn’t the first time this has happened, Julian Fairchild never forced her to come back.

But this time, the other side was persistent, repeating——

[Come back.]

[Before ten.]