If it were any other time, she definitely wouldn't have used such a straightforward tone to express her disgust in front of him. But anyone who has ever been woken up in a bad mood knows that it's hard to suppress the flames of anger. So, the culprit was the first to bear Laila's wrath.
"You!" The prince stood up suddenly, wanting to leave in a huff, but he couldn't bring himself to say the word "go" as he looked into her eyes. He sat back heavily on the couch, wondering why things had turned out this way. Originally, he had come with "good news" and wanted to tell her right away. How had it turned into a confrontation between them?
Seeing his reaction, Laila touched her nose and finally felt that she might have gone too far. Regardless of whether he was making an already tangled situation even more complicated, at least it was a well-intentioned gesture...
"Alright, where do you want me to accompany you?" If it only meant delaying her work for a while, there shouldn't be a problem. She could always catch up on her overdue work later at night.
Al Nadeem's eyes lit up. "I want to go..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a phone call interrupted him.
"Sorry, I need to take this call," Laila reached for the phone behind her. She thought it might be her mother or her grandfather; they usually called her landline when they couldn't reach her mobile.
But when she answered the call, she realized it was from her secretary, Demi. As the secretary, she naturally had the boss's home phone number, but what had happened to make her call Laila at home?
"BOSS, something's wrong. Roy has been taken to the police station again."
"What?!" Even Laila, known for her composure, couldn't help but exclaim in shock and anger. She could hardly believe her ears. He had gone in again! Did he really have no intention of staying out of trouble in the entertainment industry?
He had only been in Hollywood for a short while, and he had already caused so much trouble for her. If this continued, even if she turned him into the top Hollywood star, there was no guarantee he wouldn't do something that would land him in prison for a few years.
It seemed she needed to seriously consider whether she should continue using her resources to promote Roy. If he couldn't control himself, how could she trust him with the future of the company and risk being dragged into a scandal whirlpool along with him?
After finding out where she needed to go, Laila apologized to Al Nadeem, saying, "Something has come up. I'll accompany you another time." With that, she grabbed her coat and headed for the door.
"Wait, have you run into trouble? I can help!" The prince wanted to catch up, but he was pushed back.
Laila had a cold expression, and it was difficult for her to force a smile. "No need, I'd rather keep our Company issues private."
Al Nadeem wanted to say something, but she had already disappeared. With the main character gone, he had no reason to stay either. He called one of his bodyguards and instructed, "Find out what happened."
"Alright," the bodyguard nodded and rushed to the parking lot.
Laila first called her lawyer and arranged to meet before hastily making her way to the police station. She couldn't believe that Roy had brought her to the police station several times in just a short span of time. The first time, he was wrongly arrested, and she couldn't blame him. The second time, he claimed to be a hero, and she could accept that. But what was happening this time? How deeply was he involved? Was there a risk of imprisonment?
Laila's expression grew darker the more she thought about it. Even the bodyguards accompanying her felt like they couldn't breathe in her presence. They realized that she, who had always been seen as a wealthy young lady, was quite formidable when she displayed her authority.
Since her previous life, she had struggled to control the entire film crew, and without her determination and charisma, how could she have suppressed those older and more experienced actors and actresses? In this life, her power was even greater, and her aura had gradually been building up. She was the heir to a super conglomerate, after all. If she couldn't even display this level of authority, how could she run the company?
Upon reaching the police station, she saw a crowd of reporters who had arrived after hearing the news. There were no secrets in Hollywood, and she had barely received the news before coming out. Yet, dozens of reporters were already waiting for her, along with a broadcast van parked across the street.
Seeing the reporters rushing towards her, Laila felt the blood vessels on her forehead might burst at any moment.
"Don't stop, drive inside," she instructed, then averted her gaze from the windows. She knew that if she were detained here, a deluge of questions would await her.
But what use would those questions be? She still didn't know what had happened!
No! She knew one thing for sure: if Roy didn't give her a satisfactory explanation, even if it was regrettable, she would not hesitate to abandon him and find another rising star with superstar potential!
She needed an idol who shone like a star, not a troublemaker who got into fights and brought trouble to the company!
"BOSS!" At the entrance of a secret passage in the police station, Demi and the lawyer were waiting to greet her.
Laila waved her hand, indicating they should walk and talk. "What happened exactly?"
Demi, in her high heels, hurried to keep up with Laila as they walked. She spoke urgently, "This time it shouldn't be as serious as last time. He got involved in an incident against his will."
Laila didn't want to hear that. "I just want to know how deeply he's involved and if there's a risk of imprisonment."
"I don't know the details, but it seems someone was taken to the hospital, and a few others were brought here as well. And..." Demi wore a worried expression and leaned in closer to whisper, "It seems to be related to some kind of addictive substance."
She used a discreet term because they were in a police station, and she didn't dare use that word in front of the police.
Laila's icy blue eyes narrowed sharply, and she bit her lip. "Are you sure?"
Demi was startled by her sudden sternness and took a step back. After a few seconds, she regained her composure and replied in a hushed tone, "Yes, I'm not sure about the specifics. I overheard a few police officers talking about it just now."
Laila slammed her fist against the wall. If Roy had anything to do with that kind of substance, even if today's incident didn't result in punishment, she would make sure he paid a heavy price!
That bastard!