Seeing the scattered money all over the floor, he vaguely already knew what had happened.
Maeve Lane said calmly, "She told me not to trouble Sylvia Lane and not to appear before you."
The man held her tightly, "Did you agree?"
Maeve Lane retorted, "What do you think?"
Julian Fairchild knew that Maeve Lane wouldn't agree, but he wanted Maeve to say it, so he could be reassured, "You didn't agree."
Maeve Lane tacitly agreed.
Julian Fairchild's expression relaxed slightly, he lifted her chin and pressed a kiss on her lips, "If she doesn't agree, we just won't go to the Fairchild Family from now on."
"Do we even have a future?"
The man's body stiffened.
After today, Maeve Lane finally understood why Julian Fairchild said he liked her but never took her to the old mansion.
Mrs. Fairchild's attitude towards her was downright nasty.
She even wondered if she had offended her before.
"We do." Julian Fairchild stared into her eyes, "Trust me, I will solve all the problems."
