A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She had never seen anyone who could talk to her father so casually.

Later, after Mark left, Cecilia overheard her father saying that Mark was a cunning fox.

Waylen, on the other hand, didn’t say anything.

Cecilia disagreed with her father’s remark. In her eyes, Mark was very gentle and polite, exuding an inexplicable air of confidence whenever he spoke.

At that time, she wondered how there could be such a good-looking man in this world.

She had to admit that she was attracted to him.

It was infatuation at first sight.

Cecilia didn’t think that she’d cross paths with Mark again so soon.

Let alone, that their second encounter would take place in such an unusual setting.

The day after Mark had visited the Fowler’s house, Cecilia had coffee with her friend in a cafe.

The coffee shop was in the lobby of a five-star hotel, and thus, it had quite a nice ambience.

Cecilia’s childhood friend, Shelly Johnson, sat opposite her. Shelly asked her anxiously, “Cece, are you alright? Man, what a jerk! I can’t believe you took three sleeping pills because of him. He’s not worth it!”

Cecilia lowered her head and said weakly, “! had no idea he was pining for my sister-in-law. I wanted to kill him as soon as I realized that he had cheated on Rena.”

Sniffling, Cecilia continued, “Fortunately, my sister-in-law didn’t let him trick her into sleeping with him.”

With a shake of her head, Shelly laughed angrily.

Her friend was such a sweet and innocent girl.

The two girls continued to chat over their coffee. They didn’t notice that a few tables away from them sat several decent-looking men. It was Mark, Peter, and a retinue of bodyguards.

It was Peter who seemed to notice Cecilia first.

He lowered his voice and said, “Mr. Evans, it’s the daughter of the Fowler family.”

Mark sipped his coffee leisurely, seemingly unbothered.

He had noticed Cecilia’s presence earlier and had eavesdropped on the girls’ conversation just now… What a little fool!

Mark was a very busy man, and there was no shortage of women who chased after him.

Thus, he had no intention of getting involved with the girl from the Fowler family. He was about to stand up to leave, and seeing this, the bodyguards immediately stood up first.

“Cecilia!”

Suddenly, a decent-looking man showed up and grabbed Cecilia’s wrist.

It was Harold. ©

As soon as word got out that Harold had a mistress, Cecilia blocked him and refused to listen to whatever excuse he might have.

Cecilia had even resorted to taking sleeping pills to get him off her mind.

Harold hadn’t gotten a hold of her until now…

Cecilia shook off his hand and frowned unhappily. “You hurt me.”

Harold gritted his teeth and swallowed back his frustration. After all, he was determined to get Cecilia back.

But he wasn’t doing it out of love. He was doing it because Cecilia’s family was rich, and Cecilia was a simple-minded girl. In Harold’s eyes, Cecilia was the ideal wife.

He lowered his posture to make himself less intimidating and said, “Can we talk?”

Shelly couldn’t help herself. She butted in and snapped, “There’s no need to talk, Harold. You slept with another woman, and now, the cat is out of the bag. Cecilia might be a kind girl, but do you really think she’ll forgive you after you cheated on her?”

Despite their high-end surroundings, Shelly flipped Harold off without hesitation.

Mark was about to leave just now, but then he suddenly sat back down and watched them with interest. To Peter, he remarked, “Look. Young people these days, am I right?”

Peter was the best at buttering up to his boss, so he acted accordingly and pretended to be unhappy.

“You’re barely over 40. You’re still young.”

Sure enough, this made Mark smile.

Enraged, Harold couldn’t help but get into a physical altercation with Cecilia.

Cecilia was fine, but the bag she left on the chair was knocked over, its contents scattering all over the floor.

Eight lipsticks rolled across the marble tiles.

There were also several adorable mini plushies; the one shaped like a lamb was especially cute.

And there was a small feeding bottle.

The atmosphere became quite awkward for a moment.

Mark’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

He knew that Cecilia was two years older than Rena, but… Why would she keep a feeding bottle and cute little plushies in her bag?

Was she still a baby?

Peter, who had been quietly observing Mark, saw that the man who seldom smiled all year round was now smiling very faintly. It could be seen that Mark was actually happy.

Cecilia, on the other hand, felt very aggrieved.

Cheeks burning with shame, she bit her lip and murmured, “Harold, we already called off the engagement.”

Harold was about to say something when a low, masculine voice interrupted him.

“Peter, pick up her things,” Mark ordered domineeringly.

The contents of a girl’s purse, especially that feeding bottle, were exposed for the world to see, which was not appropriate.

Smiling, Peter nodded obediently and proceeded to pick up the scattered things, even going so far as to considerately put them back inside Cecilia’s purse and zip it up before putting the purse back.

In a daze, Cecilia looked up and met Mark’s intent gaze.

Shelly, on the other hand, was stunned. Who was this guy? And why did he look so cool and confident?

like a perfect gentleman, but there was also an oppressive

finally managed to say, “Uncle

amidst several other

him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking towards her. She raised

that Mark’s heart skipped

reminded him of

to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself and instead asked,

a sound, halfway between a gasp

eye

man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped

other hand, didn’t

pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost

figure resembled

so

but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t you try

reluctant Harold was

with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him

to him after he broke up with his

that one day, Cecilia would look at someone

a look of

Harold, as though he was nothing but a pest. In his eyes, Harold was

ordered, “Take him

Harold was stunned.

They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt that the silver fox looked

invisible dust off his suit,

her head away

to Harold again, deciding

her eyes

she used to

girl’s tearful eyes,

sudden, he felt a small hand grab

Mark, can we talk? I’ll treat you

Mark frowned slightly.

busy man and didn’t have time to deviate from his schedule. He had a few more meetings

he found himself unable to resist

he walked out of the cafe

Mark. Even though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell

things and

disbelief, Shelly

You can’t just mess with a

from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on

away, leaving Shelly

watched her leave

had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t just a big shot,

such a man would be her friend’s

the elevator, several bodyguards surrounded

pushed into a corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage,

her best to

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

said, “Let her close to

Cecilia. Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her

thinking about the

beamed and shook

lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young

hotel suite was very

a small gym

went in and ordered

hour, a cart full

reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem to like spicy food, so that’s what I ordered.

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it

confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation. He kept the air light by joking from time to

wasn’t accustomed to eating

her throat had started to burn,

at the food in her plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we

young girls liked spicy food. Mark was

Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her

signaled to Peter with

understood and explained, “Because it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that

eyes. “I want

added, “Rena used to cook fried chicken for me

Rena

and thought Cecilia

“Order what she wants

this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him.

he would order fried

Peter got Cecilia what

satisfied. Mark had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to

there and stared at the beautiful young lady in

been raised very well by the

now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was happily eating some fried chicken and sipping her milk shake.

help feeling a

table had already been removed.

Evans. Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

we go

for a while and answered, “No need. The matter’s not a

the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business

tried to hold in his laughter and failed

business could Cecilia and Mr.

Mark didn’t say anything.

the elite, their ages

looked

was an exceedingly fascinating woman among them. Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans, is