Michael thought seriously for a moment and said, "It should be fine, but it would be even better with some musical accompaniment."
"Musical instruments..." Laila thought for a moment, but apart from learning to play the harmonica in elementary school, she hadn't touched any musical instruments since then. "I don't have any instruments. What if I hum the melody?"
"That shouldn't be a problem. I think I can recreate it," he replied confidently.
Laila sighed in relief and asked, "Do you have time now?"
"Do you want to start now? Of course, I'm ready anytime," Michael replied. He knew better than to raise any issues, especially when his boss made a request. Besides, he thought, it would only take a little time to create a song.
What he didn't anticipate was that it would take him two whole days to escape from his boss's clutches. It was terrifying! The boss he encountered during work was an entirely different person from the one he knew in ordinary life.
He had worked with other directors on film scores before and had heard about Laila's strict demands. Initially, he thought her strictness was a good thing, a sign of dedication to her work. However, it was only after working with her that he realized the extent of her strictness.
But her strictness had its rewards. At least, Mike believed that he had created a fantastic song. What was strange was that he hadn't heard of this song before, despite being involved in film music and having a liking for contemporary music. This song, with its pop elements, should have gained popularity as soon as it was released. So why hadn't he heard of it before?
It wasn't just him; even Laila, who had been humming the tune for two days, felt a bit nauseous. Thankfully, she finally had the complete sheet music in her hands. Now, all they needed to do was get Roy to practice and then record it.
She believed that this song would add many highlights to the Victoria's Secret Angels' performance, and it would also spread the Victoria's Secret brand worldwide.
At that time, Roy, who had sung this song, would gain a lot of exposure, and if there was an opportunity, he might even earn the title of a triple-threat celebrity in singing, acting, and dancing. That sounded pretty good, didn't it?
"Boss, there's something I'm not sure whether I should mention," Michael hesitated for a long time before finally gathering the courage to approach Laila.
"Of course, you can say it. There's no need to be so nervous in front of me," she said. She thought she was a pretty good boss and couldn't understand why so many people got so nervous around her.
Michael looked at the sheet music in her hands, scratching his curly hair like a fluffy butt. "This song is really good, but if we use it without the author's permission, it might cause some trouble."
He phrased it delicately, but the meaning was clear – stealing someone else's work could lead to legal issues.
Apparently, he assumed that Laila didn't know where the song came from and had only written it based on the melody. A song with such great potential would not be casually given away by its author; it might have already been registered. If that were the case, the boss's actions could constitute copyright infringement, causing financial losses and damaging her image.
Laila didn't expect him to bring this up, but she chuckled before saying, "It's okay; I'm the one who created it." After uttering these words, she waved her hand and turned away.
Leaving Michael standing there with wide eyes, dumbfounded. He couldn't help but be shocked because the song was truly exceptional, even to a music enthusiast like him. The lyrics were catchy, the melody was fantastic, and it could easily stir the audience's enthusiasm.
Did her being a witch have something to do with this new magic? He chuckled wryly and headed back to his studio. Even though he couldn't believe it, he knew Laila wouldn't joke about something like this. In other words, she really created the song!
But how could he believe it? How could he accept it? It was quite a blow! Even he, a musician considered a genius, hadn't created a song like this, and here was his boss, someone who couldn't even write sheet music, creating it!
"Is this another one of the witch's new spells?" He sighed, then turned back to his studio. People like his boss, who had both wealth and talent, were so dedicated. What excuse did he have to remain idle? Well, maybe he could try a different style of music for that film.
Laila didn't anticipate that her casual action would change Michael Giacchino's perspective. In the days that followed, he continued to create astonishing film scores, advancing his chances of winning an Oscar by several years.
At this moment, Laila was reminded of something she had almost forgotten due to Michael's words – to protect the song from being used without permission and to register it properly.
However, she didn't need to handle such matters herself; she delegated them to her team, who would manage everything adequately. Her focus was on giving the song to Roy, allowing him to practice diligently and become the center of attention on the grand stage.
Once the song was recorded, she headed to Victoria's Secret headquarters. There, she would coordinate with the Victoria's Secret Angels for their runway show. Laila wasn't interested in a regular runway show; she wanted something more eye-catching and extravagant. She knew the power of the song, and she didn't want the runway show to overshadow it.
After a busy period, when Laila returned to New York, the Christmas holiday season had already arrived. To her surprise, she had very little free time. Invitations poured in from various quarters, even her grandparents and parents couldn't refuse them.
Some of the invitations were from people genuinely interested in getting to know Laila, curious about the young American idol. Others were based on her professional achievements, such as her film productions and planning work.
In the past, Laila would have declined most of these invitations and delegated some to her grandparents and parents. However, since her conversation with Oswald, she understood her responsibilities as the heir. She slowly began to accept invitations that were in line with her status.
While she couldn't become a master of socializing overnight, she could at least uphold the Moran family's reputation. Her title as America's No. 1 Socialite began to shine brightly, and people talked about her even more than the president's little princess.