Chapter 90: Rising Stars Round Table (2)
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Huh, maybe I really should have a talk with Red Studio, Regal planned, filing the thought away.
There could be an opportunity there - something worth pressing on.
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The brief ripple of surprise settled over the table.
Luke set his glass down with a faint clink, still processing what he had just heard.
"Hold on..." He turned slightly toward Regal, his expression somewhere between disbelief and amusement. "I know you were young but 23? Dude... I was still chasing girls in my college days... You should have said something."
Regal gave a small, nonchalant shrug. "You didn't ask."
A short, dry chuckle slipped out of Luke. "Yeah, because I didn't think I had to."
Across the table, Thomas Walker let out a low whistle, shaking his head lightly. "Damn... youngest nominee ever, huh?"
He glanced over at Rebecca with a mock-accusatory look. "You sure you didn't mix up your notes? Feels like we should be clapping for real now."
His teasing earned a few scattered chuckles around the table.