My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2805 - 2814: Stepping in to Mediate in Time

Curse that Porter Rushbrook.

He dared to shame himself in front of everyone just to protect Joanna Lawrence and speak up for her!

She vowed to repay this insult one day, no matter what!

He's merely a fresh face in the entertainment world.

Addressing him as a senior out of politeness, yet he actually believes his own hype.

Does he truly fancy himself superior enough to lecture her at will?

For the moment, she'll endure it silently.

Allow him his moment in the spotlight.

Once she reaches her ambition, not just one Porter Rushbrook—even ten wouldn't faze her.

Though Annie Lawrence harbored deep resentment toward Porter inside, she forced herself to appear meek and compliant. Biting her lower lip, she raised her chin just a bit, her eyes growing misty, "Thank you, Mr. Rushbrook, for your guidance. I've committed every word to memory. I realize I spoke out of turn and offended you. From now on, I'll watch my words carefully and avoid such errors."

Porter already felt irritated by her, and these words only deepened his discomfort.

It painted him as a true bully toward a rookie.

Who exactly was this pathetic, woe-is-me performance aimed at?

Was she hoping others would see Porter Rushbrook as exploiting his veteran status to oppress a newbie like her?

Porter wasn't some naive guy oblivious to the ploys of white lotus flowers and Matcha Coffee.

In the entertainment circle, is anyone truly straightforward?

Those who rise to fame there are far from naive.

What schemes and deceptions hasn't he witnessed?

Annie Lawrence's little games before him merely sparked his revulsion and contempt. With a cold sneer, he spoke bluntly, sparing her no dignity, "I wouldn’t call it guidance. I’m not your boss, nor your family. I have no obligation to teach you and no need to waste my efforts."

His words struck a harsh blow to Annie Lawrence.

Utterly lacking in grace.

Yet all knew Porter Rushbrook as a gentleman who honored women, always courteous around them. Actresses who'd collaborated with him sang his praises, calling him exceptionally considerate.

Thus, his cutting remarks left the onlookers staring at him in shock.

They wondered how Porter could have transformed so drastically.

How could he lash out so fiercely at a female guest?

The male crew especially, witnessing Annie's forlorn look, found it hard to stomach and deemed Porter excessive.

To shield Joanna Lawrence,

such extremes weren't necessary.

Did he give no thought to his image?

Wasn't he worried about accusations of superstar arrogance and picking on newbies?

Whispers like that were already circulating online.

As soon as they surfaced, Porter's agency quashed them with cash, preventing any real uproar.

Still, competitors wouldn't back off easily.

Should he keep up this icy standoff with Omega Huntley, and rivals hyped it up, the damage to him would be severe.

No matter his A-list status.

Internet-wide cancellation would prove too much even for him.

Didn't a once-huge male star suffer that fate?

He dominated back then, yet now, zero updates on him anywhere, huh?

Repeatedly scorned by Porter, Annie could no longer maintain her facade.

Her fists balled tight, teeth ground together, fury blazing in her gaze—she nearly erupted.

Thankfully, Edward Cooper intervened then as the mediator.