Reborn Hollywood Ladies

Chapter 236 The Prince
"You know me?" Nabuhani was stunned.

There are at least a few thousand Arabian princes, and it would be difficult for Laila to keep so many names and faces in her mind even if she could remember them badly.The reason why he guessed that he is a prince is mainly his surname and the fact that he can appear in this place.

But she wouldn't say such a superficial guess, so she pretended to have a deep smile and changed the subject: "Do you need me to call Charlize over?"

Nabuhani was about to sit down on the beach chair next to her, but when she heard her words, she couldn't sit still and fell on the beach with a "plop".

He stared at Lila like a monster. "Why would you know? They? No, they couldn't possibly tell me who I am! So how did you know? Who told you?"

"Tell me what?" Laila gracefully picked up the drink beside her and took a sip, "Tell me you want to be friends with our Charlize through Express, or tell me you're the one who doesn't even dare to show up to pursue, but only dares to hide?" The suitor behind it?"

"Is there a difference between the two?" Nabuhani stood up from the ground in embarrassment, and his followers immediately helped him slap the sand off his body, while more people stood beside him with a forced smile.

Lila nodded: "That's true, fundamentally speaking, there is really no difference."

Nabuhani sat down on the beach chair depressedly: "Director Moran, you are much better than you imagined."

"Thank you." Laila accepted his "compliment" without humility.If a prince said she was great, if that wasn't a compliment, she really didn't know what was.

But Nabuhani didn't think so, and said with a bitter face: "I'm not... Forget it, Director Moran, do you think I can be friends with Miss Theron?"

Lila found it difficult to understand his words: "Why don't you ask me, the outsider, who is close at hand? If I don't agree, will you stay away from her? "That was probably the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard.

"I saw her beautiful figure yesterday, but I couldn't walk to her to express my admiration for her." Nabuhani lowered his head dejectedly: "She is like the sun in the sky. Get close to her and I'll be melted by her light."

"Wait a minute, please." Lila stopped his more nasty descriptions: "So you mean, you want to be friends with her, but you can't get close to her at all?"

"Yes..." Nabuhani lowered his head even deeper.

"Since you can't even get close to her, how can you make friends with her?"

"So I'm here to ask for your permission!"

Laila was dumbfounded. Is this logic from Arabia, or is it a problem caused by cultural differences?She subconsciously looked towards the followers behind him, and saw that all of them shook their heads firmly.

No!That is definitely not the normal thinking of us Arabs!

Well, she thinks she understands, the prince's brain circuit may not be something she, a commoner, can speculate on, so she should not waste her brain cells.

"In that case, my answer is no. Farewell, Prince Nabuhani." She waved him goodbye.

"How could you do this? You deprived her of her freedom! Don't you Americans advocate freedom and democracy the most?" Nabuhani stood up excitedly and protested to her.

Laila glanced at him: "You came to ask for my answer, and I gave you the answer. Do you have any questions?"

"Is there a big question?" Nabuhani felt confused as if he had been entangled in some weird vortex. "It shouldn't be like this!" Didn't his servants tell him that no one would refuse his sincere inquiry?Why was he rejected?And was rejected so cleanly?

Lyra was amused by him: "What do you think it should be?"

"You should agree to my request for the sake of my sincerity, so that I can make friends with Miss Theron!" Nabuhani was a little mad.Maybe it's because he's never had his request rejected?It's not surprising that I don't know how to deal with someone who doesn't follow the rules like her suddenly.

Lila looked at him curiously: "Even if I allow you to make friends, if you can't even get close to her, how can you make friends with her?"

Nabuhani was a little confused when asked: "We can... yes! We can communicate! We can also send emails!"

Laila really didn't understand him.This His Royal Highness, who is unknown in the ranking, has a handsome face.The deep outline, deep eyes, and sharp-edged face are all materials for debuting as a star.And to be able to appear here, it is obvious that he is also a very rich prince, not a parallel importer with no money in the name of a prince.

It should be easy for such a person to chase girls, so why does he act like a shy young man who hasn't met a woman in hundreds of years in front of her?

"You just wish you could write and email her?" she reconfirmed in disbelief.

Nabuhani struggled for a moment, then nodded firmly: "Yes, I request this very sincerely!"

Laila raised her head and looked at the Arab who looked like a butler behind him: "Is what he said true?"

"Yes, dear Miss Moran. Our Highness Prince Nabuhani was deeply attracted by Miss Theron after seeing her appearance, and is eager to have further communication with her."

"Well, if that's the case, I'll call her to ask her opinion before answering you, okay?" Laila was speechless.

Just when she opened her mouth to shout, Nabuhani hastily stepped forward and covered her mouth: "Wait! Please wait!"

"Hey, get your damn paws off her!" With a roar, a fist swung at the prince.

No one expected such a thing to happen, even the prince's bodyguards retreated to a position not far behind in order to care about the privacy of the master.Fortunately, there was still a butler present, who stepped forward and stopped the owner of the fist.

This time, the bodyguards rushed over like a hornet's nest, surrounded them, and pointed their guns at the person who suddenly appeared.

Everything happened in just a few seconds, and it was so fast that people could hardly react.Seeing those guns, Lila's expression turned cold: "Your Highness Prince Nabuhani, who are you aiming the gun at?" At the same time, she stood up, regardless of the guns being aimed at her, and pulled Roy to the ground. by myself.

"Stop! Put down the gun now! It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Nabuhani was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that in just a few seconds, he lost control to the point of drawing his gun without even realizing it.

(End of this chapter)