My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2799: 2807

Porter Rushbrook’s evident shift in demeanor filled Annie Lawrence’s heart with tremendous delight.

All developments were progressing precisely as she had envisioned before.

Provided she could first secure the support of Porter and Kelvin Norman, getting them firmly on her side.

Public opinion among netizens would swiftly turn from unfavorable to favorable for her.

Porter and Kelvin both command exceptional popularity within their respective domains.

Their followers number in the millions.

Should they back her, not even their fans could voice objections.

In her elation, Annie sought to gain even greater favor.

She glanced at Lucus, seated on the sofa engrossed in the television, pondered briefly, then knelt before him and extended her hand to stroke his hair: “Lucus, is there anything you’d like to eat? Mom’s about to prepare a meal. Tell Mom what you crave, and she’ll whip it up for you.”

Having shared some moments together, Annie felt confident that Lucus’s strong aversion toward her had lessened.

He had merely been timid with unfamiliar faces at first.

To her surprise, as her hand reached out, Lucus rejected her coldly yet again.

The instant he saw her arm extend, Lucus leaped from the sofa and dashed to Porter’s side, clutching his leg in evident fright. Rejection was written all over his face: “Porter~~”

With his innocent, childlike tone, he pleaded for Porter to pick him up.

Porter gazed down at Lucus gripping his leg, terror evident in the boy’s expression, and a flicker of uncertainty crossed his gaze.

He leaned down and scooped Lucus into his arms.

“Lucus, didn’t you mention being hungry earlier? Mrs. Rowlett is preparing to cook for you. Why flee from her?” Porter thought it odd, puzzled over Lucus’s intense dislike for Omega Huntley.

Theoretically.

This marked Lucus’s initial encounter with Omega.

No prior incidents existed where Omega had wronged him.

If one claimed children feel shy, Porter was equally unfamiliar, yet Lucus showed no fear toward him.

So why did Lucus dread Omega so much?

This wasn’t the initial occasion of him spurning her touch.

Lucus pressed his face into Porter’s chest, his words coming out muffled, “Porter, Lucus wants the food you cook. Will you make something for me?”

Porter stiffened, then embarrassment flickered across his features: “Lucus, Porter can’t cook. Mrs. Rowlett’s dishes are truly tasty. Let’s have what she prepares, alright? Just tell her your favorites, and she’ll fix them up.”

“No need to fear, Lucus.” Sensing the child’s anxiety, Porter caressed his head softly and reassured him, “Porter’s here with you, isn’t he? We’re tough guys—real men stay brave. Everyone present adores Lucus; nobody means you harm.”

“That’s why there’s nothing to fear, got it?”

Porter lacked experience in tending to kids.

He wasn’t skilled at soothing them.

He figured that if he couldn’t manage this, seeking tips from Joanna Lawrence might help.

Luckily, following his gentle reassurances, the previously restless Lucus began to settle.

He raised his head from Porter’s chest, his bright large eyes fixed on Porter, thumb in mouth, head cocked as though mulling it over.

Moments later, he softly inquired, “Porter, could I have a sandwich and fries, please?”