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?

gentleman, but there was also an

long pause, Cecilia finally managed to

amidst

called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and

looked so pitiful that Mark’s heart skipped a

of

to touch Cecilia’s head, but he controlled himself

made a sound, halfway between a gasp and

still maintained eye contact

about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would

the other hand, didn’t

eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little bunny in front of

figure

was indeed so cute in his

front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is this guy? Your new boyfriend, huh? Cecilia, didn’t

Harold was to let

man, and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia

that Cecilia would come crawling back to him after he broke up with

did he expect that one day, Cecilia would look at someone else the way she used to

a

pest. In his eyes, Harold was just as. bad as

glanced over his shoulder and ordered, “Take him out of my

Harold was stunned.

robust bodyguards dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a

Mr. Evans?

Mark, but he felt that the silver

offend this mysterious man. Patting the invisible dust off his suit, he

turned her head

talk to Harold again, deciding to let the

eyes

she used

girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was about

he felt a small hand grab his

talk? I’ll

Mark frowned slightly.

have time to deviate from his schedule. He had

long time, he found himself unable to resist such a

out of the

casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a

things

in disbelief, Shelly stopped

crazy? You can’t just mess

uncle, Mark Evans from Czanch. You know, the guy who’s often on the news?

lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly

watched her leave

Evans was one of the top figures in the south who had seized a hold of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t

believe that such a man would be her

elevator, several bodyguards

corner of the elevator. She had just taken sleeping pills and had a gastric lavage, so she was looking a bit pale and

to get closer

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

Mark said, “Let her close

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

couldn’t help thinking about the little milk

and shook his

a lot. He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave him such

hotel suite was

a small

After he went in and ordered some food, Peter went to

full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by

asked, “Young girls nowadays all

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

she say that

It was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was good at maintaining conversation.

wasn’t accustomed to eating

chili in all the dishes, her throat had started to burn, and her eyes

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

liked spicy food.

say anything because he thought

Peter with his

Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let

welled up in Cecilia’s eyes. “I want fried chicken and milk

used to cook fried chicken for

Rena on

thought Cecilia was being

whispered to Peter, “Order what

was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others

was a little difficult to believe that he

Cecilia what

in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had

and stared at the beautiful young

raised very well

to take her own life, and just now, she had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the

couldn’t help feeling a little

on the table had already been removed. Peter whispered in Mark’s

arrived, Mr. Evans. Would you like to see them

Mark nodded.

“Shall we go

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

what they said, Cecilia dusted the crumbs off her shirt and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business when you’re

to hold in his laughter and

could Cecilia and Mr. Evans possibly

Mark didn’t say anything.

met with several members of the elite, their ages ranging

all looked

leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked,