My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2817: 2827: Naturally Enjoying Any Privilege

“Joanna makes a solid point. We ought to invite the rest anyway. They probably won’t show up, so it doesn’t hurt to ask,” Kelvin Norman declared.

“Fine, I’ll go check with them,” Porter Rushbrook replied. With both Joanna and Kelvin in agreement, he chose not to argue further.

After all, the majority rules.

*

Just as Kelvin anticipated, Porter’s inquiries to the others met with polite refusals—they all claimed prior evening commitments.

Omega Huntley was no exception.

Porter hadn’t planned to invite her specifically, yet skipping her might spark accusations of shunning and tormenting a newbie.

His manager phoned him that afternoon.

That’s when Porter discovered marketing accounts were deliberately depicting him as a veteran who “uses his reputation and seniority to oppress and bully newcomers.”

The rookie they accused him of targeting was Omega.

Naturally, those accounts weren’t motivated by true fairness.

They were simply paid operatives.

A competing firm sought to tarnish Porter’s image, buying off several marketing accounts to fabricate damaging stories and hinder his momentum.

Thankfully, his agency was equally sharp.

They launched swift PR countermeasures and poured funds into burying the issue.

On top of that, Porter commanded a massive fanbase.

The rivals couldn’t rival his backing or finances, so their smear plot fizzled out.

Still, his manager hammered the lesson home repeatedly.

Even if Omega truly irked him, he mustn’t display it too openly.

Lest his adversaries seize on any vulnerabilities to strike back.

As Porter extended the invite to her, he braced himself—if Omega demanded to join, he’d cite an urgent matter and ditch the evening plans.

He’d sooner skip the outing altogether.

He had no desire for Omega to crash their tight-knit trio, leaving everyone tense and awkward.

Thank goodness, Omega proved less audacious than expected.

*

That night, the group savored dinner at a unique barbecue spot before heading to the luxurious Ripple Pavilion club.

Ripple Pavilion boasted an exquisitely refined name as the premier entertainment venue in the district.

It was, without doubt, the most upscale.

Typically, only the elite could indulge in its offerings.

Joanna and her companions were certainly no everyday folks.

Joanna booked the spot using her own name.

Upon hearing it, the receptionist paused briefly before inquiring with evident surprise, “Are you the Ms. Joanna who appeared in the show ‘If You Can’t Love’?”

Once Joanna confirmed, the tone warmed considerably: “Very well, Ms. Joanna, we’ve reserved a private room for you. We have only one VIP private room left, which is usually reserved for some bosses and is not open to the general public. However, since it’s for you, Ms. Joanna, there’s no problem.”

Joanna blinked: “Are you my fan?”

She assumed the VIP access stemmed from the receptionist’s fandom.

Yet the voice chuckled, replying, “Ms. Joanna, your husband, President Ashton, is one of the investors of Ripple Pavilion. Didn’t you know that, Ms. Joanna? As his wife, you naturally enjoy any privileges.”

Confusion flickered across Joanna’s face.

She truly had no idea.

She’d long believed Ashton Heath’s enterprises stayed confined to Closia, never suspecting his vast array of ventures across other locales.