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Chapter 394

    <b>Chapter </b>394


    Leo furrowed <b>his </b>brow in frustration.


    Summer <b>pushed </b>herself <b>up </b>from <b>the </b><b>table</b><b>, </b><b>stood</b>, <b>and </b>grabbed her mask and sunsses <b>from </b>beside her. Without a second nce at <b>Leo</b><b>, </b><b>she </b><b>slipped </b><b>past </b><b>him </b>and <b>walked </b><b>out </b><b>of </b>the private booth.


    <b>Leo </b><b>turned </b><b>and </b>watched her leave<b>, </b>somewhat <b>dazed</b><b>. </b><b>Something </b>about <b>Summer </b>was <b>off </b><b>today</b><b>–</b>she was unpredictable<b>, </b><b>and </b><b>it </b>was <b>like </b><b>trying </b><b>to </b><b>read </b><b>smoke</b>.


    Shaking his head<b>, </b>Leo <b>made </b><b>his </b><b>way </b><b>out</b>.


    <b>It </b><b>had only </b>been <b>five </b>days since <b>the </b>infamous song theft incident, and Leo’s rollercoaster <b>of a </b>career <b>had </b><b>plummeted </b><b>with </b><b>a </b>loss of hundreds of thousands of followers<b>, </b>only to surge back with millions of new fans <b>after </b>the <b>truth </b><b>came </b><b>to </b>light.


    The buzz <b>online </b>was all about whether Neon Paradox would disband. After all, a band known for internal disputes <b>that </b>went public was hardly likely to stick it out together.


    At the <b>Lamont </b>Entertainment office, Collins leaned against his desk.


    “Are <b>you </b><b>sure </b>you want to leave the band?” Collins asked, eyeing Leo. He wasn’t particrly surprised by his decision<b>. </b>


    “Yeah,” Leo replied without hesitation.


    Collins<b>, </b>resting against the desk’s edge, continued, “Well, the higher–ups were nning to rece Jay and <b>have </b>scouted a new drummer. They’re hoping you’ll stay on as the leader.”


    Lounging on the couch, Leo’s cool expression didn’t waver. “No thanks, it wouldn’t mean anything.”


    Collins stroked his chin, nodding in understanding. “Alright, I respect your choice. I’ll talk to the execs.” “<b>Mm</b>.”


    Switching gears, Collins pulled a document from his desk drawer and handed it to Leo. “Got a call from a sports brand manager. They’re interested in having you and your sister shoot amercial.”


    <b>Leo</b>, hearing this, didn’t even nce at the document before saying, “Pass on it.”


    Collins raised an eyebrow. “Why? They said your sister wouldn’t need to show her face, and they’re offering a <b>pretty </b>penny.”


    The siblings had worn a signature sportswear line in thest episode of “Country Comfort,” and it had <b>be </b>an instant hit online. Now, the brand was knocking on their door.


    <b>“</b><b>My </b>sister <b>won’t </b><b>do </b>it. She’s not interested,” Leo said, shaking his head. He knew his sister well–she would find <b>it </b>too bothersome.


    <b>Collins </b>nced <b>at </b>him. “Maybe I should ask her?”


    <b>“</b><b>Can’t </b>I <b>do </b>it <b>alone</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>Leo </b>asked<b>, </b>referencing past solo endorsements.


    At that<b>, </b><b>Collins </b>gave Leo aplicated look. <b>“</b>Nope, they’re adamant about having both <b>of </b>you.”


    <b>After </b><b>a </b><b>pause</b><b>, </b><b>Collins </b><b>added</b>, To be <b>frank</b><b>, </b>there’s <b>been </b><b>a </b>number <b>of </b><b>calls </b><b>from </b>brands wanting <b>to </b><b>feature </b>your sister <b>alone </b><b>in </b><b>their </b><b>ads</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <b>Although </b>it <b>was </b><b>a </b><b>testament </b><b>to </b>his <b>sister’s </b>appeal<b>, </b>Leo felt a <b>sting</b>.


    <b>“</b><b>You’re </b><b>not </b><b>the </b><b>problem</b>, but ever <b>since </b><b>you </b><b>joined </b>‘<b>Country </b><b>Comfort</b>‘ <b>with </b>Walker<b>, </b><b>your </b><b>image </b><b>has </b>taken <b>a </b><b>hit </b>


    Chapter <b>394 </b>


    <b>It’s </b><b>a </b><b>far </b>cry <b>from </b><b>the </b>cool <b>persona </b><b>you’ve </b>cultivated. <b>Standing </b>next <b>to </b>your sister<b>, </b><b>you </b>look <b>more </b><b>like </b><b>the </b>younger <b>sibling</b><b>.</b>” <b>Collins </b>chuckled <b>and </b>shook his head yfully.


    <b>Leo </b><b>replied </b><b>with </b><b>a </b><b>frosty </b>re, “I’m requesting a new agent.”
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