Chapter 406 - The Angry Confession

Or should it be said that this was a relationship where their ideas differed? After all, experiences like Laila's rebirth were incredible, and she was someone with a terrifying obsession with movies.

Empathizing, if someone in a past life had been willing to pay her to make a movie, she could have done something just as disloyal to the company. Unfortunately, back then, she hadn't encountered a company like Dragon Soul and Phoenix, which were willing to provide excellent benefits to their employees. Betrayal was out of the question...

But the one most affected by her words was still Roy. "Can't you see it at all? I don't care about ideals! I just want you to look at me!" What he had once wanted most was to earn a lot of money, enough to effortlessly groom his younger brother into a successful person. Later, he realized that he was already very close to that goal; making a movie could earn so much money.

Since there was no longer a need for money, he could feel his inner desires even more. He wanted her to pay more attention to him, to have a more important place in her heart. But sometimes he had been disappointed; she seemed like an insulator, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't connect with her.

So he had become desperate, first swayed by Ovitz, then seeing her indifference when he tested her, the result was... he had to swallow the bitter fruit he had sown himself. Now, not to mention standing by her side, even meeting her in the future would probably be difficult.

Laila looked at his painful expression and was at a loss for words for a moment. If he wanted to leave, she would let him go peacefully. Wasn't this a harmonious situation of "everyone's happy"? How did it turn into her not leaving "evidence" of her own?

"Roy, wait a moment, I think I don't understand what you mean. Do you really want to leave, or do you not want to leave?" If she said he didn't want to leave, he would accuse her of not trying to keep him. If she said he wanted to leave, he might leave angrily. What she really wanted to ask was: How old are you exactly? Can't we stop playing like this?

Of course, Roy didn't want to leave, but he couldn't bear being ignored by her either. Sometimes, he would even prefer her to hate him rather than not have her in her eyes at all. But the fact was, she didn't even hate him... After realizing this, how could he not be frustrated and then angry?

"Does it make sense for me to stay or go for you?" If she only needed an actor, with her ability, she could easily make any actor she liked famous in her movies.

Laila sighed, "Of course, it makes sense. After you leave, it will cost a lot of money to invite you back." She was just joking, but she didn't expect it would break the last straw.

"Money! Am I worth less than money to you?" He glared at her in anger, like an enraged lion. "Do you have a heart at all? Do you have to trample on other people's feelings for you to be satisfied?"

Laila widened her eyes, "Who did I trample on?" She couldn't bear this blame!

Roy angrily exclaimed, "Of course, it's me! Why did you bring me to Hollywood? Why did you do so much for me? Why did you make it impossible for me to leave you? Why can't you see my love for you?"

A string of "whys" left Laila dizzy. So she brought him to Hollywood and helped him become a world-class star, and now it was a crime? Laila's anger flared up. She had seen unreasonable people before, but never someone so unreasonable!

What do you mean by making it impossible for him to leave her? He had already changed jobs! And not being able to see his love for her? Why couldn't she see it?

She suddenly froze.

Love?

His love for her?

"You, you mean you... love?" Laila's voice shattered into pieces from the shock. She hadn't expected to hear such a shocking answer from him at this moment.

Roy, furious, used a kiss filled with frustration as his response, then walked away without looking at her expression.

As the sound of the closing door echoed, Laila's legs gave way, and she slid to the floor. She couldn't remember the last time her mind had been so chaotic, or rather, she couldn't think at all. There was only one thought swirling in her mind: it seemed like a much younger boy had confessed to her and kissed her.

He was much younger; in her past life, she was already in her thirties, and in this life, she had been in this world for three or four years. She couldn't blame herself for not sensing Roy's feelings all this time. She subconsciously still thought of herself as a mature woman in her thirties, not a twenty-year-old girl.

Letting a woman in her thirties go for a twenty-year-old guy, she had never had such a thought, so how could she receive Roy's signals? Even if she did receive them, she would misunderstand them as something else, or simply think she was overthinking and laugh it off.

"What's going on?" It took her a long time to regain her composure, massaging her wrist that he had hurt earlier while recalling everything that had just happened.

In her past life, she hadn't even seen a single shooting star, but in this life, she had a string of suitors. First the foolish prince, and now Roy?

The foolish prince was indeed foolish; it was easy to understand his twisted mind. But what was going on with Roy? She couldn't remember ever treating him well. She had tricked him into coming to Hollywood from the street, made him endure the toughest training, and exploited him to help the crew while he was filming...

It could be described as countless unreasonable things, so how could he possibly like her?

She wanted to explain it as Roy teasing her, but when she thought of the inexplicable situations he had shown in front of her, it seemed that she could only explain it as him liking her. But how had all of this started?

"My goodness, I must be crazy!" She covered her forehead, sinking deeper into the whirlwind of confusion.

Meanwhile, on the other side, as Roy stormed out of the building, he ran into Abel.

"Big brother, what happened to your face? Why is it so red?" Abel looked at Roy, who had rushed down from upstairs, with curiosity.

"It's hot, is that not allowed?" Roy was infuriated and walked quickly toward the door.

Seeing that he seemed to be leaving, Abel caught up to him at the door. "What about moving? Aren't you going to pack your things?"

"I'm not packing, I'm not moving!" Since Laila didn't want him to move, what was the point of him moving? At least by staying, there would still be a chance to meet her. Damn... What had he just done!?

Abel wanted to ask more questions, but Roy had already disappeared in a hurry.

"It seems like something happened," Abel muttered to himself, looking in the direction his brother had gone, then back up to the building. He couldn't help but wear an expression of helplessness that said, "I really can't do anything with these two."