41 Chapter 41 - Roy

Once Laila's idea is set, she will act according to her wish. Knowing the name and the phone number to contact, she got Roy's investigation report on the morning of the third day for a small amount of money.

　　As she had guessed, Roy was one year older than her, 19 years old this year, with parents and a younger brother.

　　But my father is serving a sentence in jail for fraud, and there will be more than 30 years in prison before he will come out. It's not that he did some terrible case, but rather unfortunately joined the wrong scam organization at the wrong time. After enjoying the "happy life" for a period of time, he became a fresh and tender surrogate ghost. After the incident, he carried a bunch of black pots, and it is estimated that he would die in prison.

　　My mother turned out to be a stripper in a club. After her husband went to jail, she took the compensation from the so-called organization and the money from the sale of the house. The baggage money ran away with her lover. Roy, who was only 14 years old at the time, and his 7-year-old brother Abel were left behind.

　　The two underage children were sent to foster families separately. But it didn't take long for Roy to escape from where he was, and after finding the foster family where his brother was, he kept hanging around. He would not do too much, probably just petty theft, enough to survive.

　　Not every foster family in the United States is as happy as the introduction. Roy went to a harsh living environment. Abel's luck was better, but not much better. Basically, he couldn't stay hungry and cold. It was just a luxury to want to eat and sleep well.

　　Laila looked at the introduction and some photos, and finally understood why he had to steal the ham the day before yesterday. It turned out that it was Abel's birthday. The kid's favorite thing to eat was ham, and a good pack of ham cost tens or even hundreds of dollars, which was simply not something Roy could bear, and the scene she saw would happen.

　　"It seems that it can be saved."

　　For a star, some of the previous small flaws are nothing at all. This is a face-seeking world. Isn't there a news in later generations that a certain criminal was given countless likes because he was too handsome, and was later signed as a model?

　　That was a real criminal with ills, and even had tattoos on his body that marked a murder. But who makes parents handsome? They can still get contracts and salaries that make others jealous even before they are released from prison.

　　So after seeing Roy's introduction, Laila didn't think it was too bad, or was actually full of sympathy, not at all like the evil-looking and ridiculous big boy would do.

　　After thinking about it, she picked up the phone and dialed the number he left for herself.

　　"This is Pansy's house. Who are you looking for?"

　　"I'm Laila Moran, and Roy told me that I can find him through this number."

　　"Wow!" There was an exclamation from the other side, and then I heard someone away from the phone. Shouted "Roy, there is a woman looking for you! It's a woman! It must sound like a beautiful woman, what the hell is your luck!"

　　"Shut up, you!" Roy's impatient voice gradually became Close and gradually increase. "Who is looking for me?"

　　"I'm Laila." Laila suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to have introduced herself that day, so she used a way that made him remember him quickly: "You ruined a 100,000 Dollar clothes, your creditor."

　　"Shit!" Roy exploded. Of course he remembered. He was having nightmares about her in his dreams, okay? "What are you looking for? I'll hang up if it's okay!"

　　"You can hang up, but I promise that within 3 minutes there will be a policeman by your side and invite you to me. Do you want to ride in a police car?" Laila reminded him happily.

　　In a capitalist society, having money is a pleasure, isn't it?

　　She is not a person who likes to use money to press people, but it is quite enjoyable to use it once in a while.

　　"What do you want to do?" Roy really regretted it. Why did he hide the "stolen goods" on her back then? This time isn't good, it seems that he is in serious trouble. "Isn't it $100,000 ? I will pay you back slowly in the future!"

　　"You have no education and no experience. It is hard to find a job, right?" Laila smiled and said, "Don't worry, I call this time to introduce you to work."

　　"What job?" Roy hesitated. He really needs work, to be exact, money. If he has money, he can save his brother from the damn foster family.

　　"If you want to know, come here in your best clothes." Laila told him an address, and then ended the call. She didn't even bother to threaten him to not escape. As long as the kid wasn't too stupid, he should know that being honest and obedient was the only thing he could do.

　　"Damn it!" Roy listened to the beep from the other side, and hung up the phone angrily.

　　Laila gave the address of her mother Janet's studio in New York, where there are very good stylists tailored for people in need. Whether it is a celebrity or a lady, there is always an environment where they need to dress up, so such a place where they can fully show their charm is what they really need.

　　At the same time, there are also valuable jewellery and costumes for rent. Even people with lesser worth can rent a set of costumes that suit their wishes and show off at the banquet dance.

　　This shows that Janet is very profitable. I want to know that the clothing recommended here is Moran's custom-made Chinese clothes. After some styling, will the celebrity ladies who are not bad money buy the clothes unhappily?

　　I heard that my mother has already begun to reach out to design accessories and jewelry, and I believe it will not be long before her career will make another dazzling leap.

　　Laila put down the phone and went to the studio on Fifth Avenue. She was greeted by Sophia, a stylist recommended by her mother. In Janet's words, this person has the talent to discover beauty, and can make good use of her talent and magical hands to reflect the hidden charm of the guests.

　　"I want to know quickly what kind of person it is that will make you styling him yourself."

　　Sophia knew that Laila had no problem dealing with some ordinary styling, but she brought people here. If that person is either ugly to a certain level or beautiful to a certain level, any stylist who really likes styling will like challenging guests, of course she is also looking forward to it.

　　"It should be soon." Laila looked at her watch. More than an hour has passed. Calculating the address written on the information and the distance to here, it should have already arrived. "I'll take a look outside, maybe he's looking for the wrong place."

　　In fact, Roy has already arrived, just standing outside the splendidly decorated storefront, holding the address for a long time, and he don't know if he's looking for the wrong place.

　　Laila came out and saw him frowning and staring at the note in his hand in a daze.

　　"Why don't you go in?"