Fernando was still furious about running into Brandon.
He didn't even want to walk the red carpet, muttering under his breath. "Walking the same event as that loser? Total downgrade."
Lemuel gave him a deadpan look.
'Spare me the innocent act.'
He'd seen way worse garbage in this industry, and Fernando had never gotten this worked up over it before.
To be fair, Lemuel thought Brandon was garbage, too.
But that was just how the business worked. Fernando had gotten famous on talent and luck, sure, but the reason he could get away with being this blunt and unfiltered was his family background.
Not everyone had that kind of privilege.
I tried to calm him down gently. "We're not even in the same lineup. We'll be miles apart."
Fernando still grumbled. "Just looking at him ticks me off.
