My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2775 - 2783: Surpassing Joanna Lawrence

Before Joanna Lawrence or Kelvin Norman could even open their mouths, and despite the cameras rolling, Porter Rushbrook spoke with blunt coldness: "I’m sorry, but that isn't possible. We handle private matters, and having an outsider present would be highly inappropriate. Furthermore, this is our first visit to Cascade. If you're looking for quality dining, it would be better to ask someone local."

What an absolute joke.

Invite this low-rent impersonator of Joanna Lawrence to dine with them?

Joanna Lawrence might be too polite to care.

But he would lose his appetite entirely.

Joanna Lawrence had been frantically searching for a way to gracefully decline the invitation when Porter Rushbrook’s icy rejection cut through the air.

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

Did anyone bother to teach Porter how to save face?

He didn't even attempt a modicum of tact.

Had he completely forgotten the cameras hovering nearby?

It was painfully obvious that Omega Huntley had merely fabricated an excuse to insert herself into their group; she was clearly not struggling to find a restaurant.

Omega Huntley had certainly not anticipated such a flat-out refusal from Porter.

Especially not one delivered in such a demeaning, public fashion.

Joanna Lawrence snuck a peek at Omega Huntley, whose complexion had soured significantly. Being dismissed so casually had clearly stripped away any pretense of dignity, leaving her visibly mortified.

Porter, however, remained unmoved. Ignoring her humiliation, he turned back to Joanna Lawrence and remarked: "Joanna, let's step it up. The restaurant has strict lunch hours, and if we arrive too late, we won't get to eat."

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

Well, since Porter felt no need to be cordial, she certainly wasn't going to coddle Omega Huntley.

She hadn’t been interested in interacting with her to begin with.

Being in the company of someone who had undergone surgery to mimic her own features left her deeply unsettled.

"Fine, let's head out then," Joanna Lawrence agreed with a firm nod.

"Mr. Norman, let's move." Porter placed a hand on Kelvin Norman’s shoulder, having completely discarded Omega Huntley from his focus after their brief, unpleasant exchange.

"Ms. Aria, we will take our leave now." Despite his lack of affection for Omega Huntley, Kelvin Norman maintained his reputation as a professional, offering her at least a veneer of basic courtesy.

Annie Lawrence was absolutely livid, her blood boiling.

She never imagined Porter would treat her with such blatant disregard.

While it was true that she used her struggle to find a restaurant as a pretext to infiltrate their group, she had a purpose.

Kelvin Norman was the industry's highest-earning superstar, the undisputed frontrunner of his generation. As for Porter, though his status couldn't match Kelvin’s, he remained one of the most sought-after young idols.

Networking with either of them would be a massive boon to her trajectory.

Having chosen to return to the entertainment world, she was fueled by pure ambition.

Her target was simple: to overshadow Joanna Lawrence.

She was determined to seize everything that belonged to Joanna Lawrence for herself.

She was willing to sacrifice anything to achieve that reality.

Gaining entry into this circle was meant to be the first step in accelerating her path.

Annie Lawrence had been certain they wouldn't dare turn her away.

After all, the live stream was active, and thousands of viewers were watching the feed.

To reject her publicly would surely make them appear petty and ungentlemanly.