My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2778 - 2786: You Must Be Careful

"Porter hit the nail on the head—I spotted it myself." Kelvin Norman recalled the moment and remarked, "Joanna, that woman’s stare at you truly lacked any warmth. You don’t know her, right?"

Joanna Lawrence shook her head.

"I was wondering if you two had met before," Porter furrowed his brow, "There’s no cause for instant hatred from a total stranger. Anyway, both Mr. Norman and I could tell she’s tricky to handle, so stay on your guard."

"I sense this woman’s scheming something shady."

Porter’s warm warning reached Joanna’s ears, leaving her quiet.

Omega Huntley had escaped her notice earlier.

Thus, she missed if Omega’s look held friendliness or enmity.

With Porter and Kelvin pointing it out, it had to be real.

Why bore such grudge from Omega, though?

Usually, dislike brews only after familiarity.

Joanna and Omega were total unknowns to each other.

Old feuds were out of the question.

Without past beef, what sparked Omega’s instant hostility?

Joanna puzzled over it endlessly.

Yet she believed, whatever Omega’s nature or plots against her, fretting prematurely served no purpose.

She’d tackle whatever came her way.

*

David Benington’s call caught Annie Lawrence mid-dinner at an upscale eatery.

Fresh from savoring a succulent pan-seared steak and a sip of red wine, she purred charmingly: "Why worry? The fiercer the backlash, the bigger the buzz. How else would I cling to the hot searches? Let the haters bash away—ideally until Omega Huntley’s name rings everywhere. Once known, my plan succeeds."

"Didn’t you say bad press counts as press? Recall how Joanna Lawrence drowned in scandalous hot search headlines nonstop? I’m just following her playbook."

"I braced for the hate before joining this show. If it keeps me trending daily and skyrockets my fame, let them rage all they want."

David paused briefly on the line, then quipped sarcastically: "Annie, you’ve toughened up remarkably since before. Back then, you’d demand I hire trolls to scrub your rep clean right away."

"Things were different back then." Annie savored another red wine gulp, eyes narrowing, "I’ve evolved now. Oh, and didn’t I say to address me as Omega Huntley? That’s my identity these days!"

"Cut the pretense with me," David scoffed lightly, "Publicly, sure, Omega Huntley it is—but privately, you’re the same old Annie Lawrence. I get your paranoia; I’m solo at home, no eavesdroppers. What’s the harm?"

His words irked Annie.

The former Annie Lawrence had been a naive idiot.

She’d revamped her looks and name for a fresh start.

A glorious new chapter rivaling Joanna’s triumphs.