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?

there was also an oppressive

a long pause, Cecilia finally managed

was sitting amidst

wasn’t planning to stand up, but when Cecilia called him “Uncle Mark”, he somehow found himself standing up and walking

that Mark’s heart skipped a

him of a

head, but he controlled himself and

a sound, halfway

maintained eye

felt like she was about to faint. The man standing before her was undeniably good-looking, but she hoped Cecilia would exercise restraint and play it

the other hand,

such pure eyes in a long time. Cecilia almost looked like an innocent little

petite figure

was indeed so cute in his

other, Harold couldn’t help but feel pressured by the man in front of him. He demanded, “Cecilia, who is

Harold

and he had always been the dominant person in his relationship with Cecilia. He knew that Cecilia loved him very

crawling back to him after he broke up

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

was a look of

was nothing but a pest. In his eyes, Harold was just as. bad as

and ordered, “Take him out

Harold was stunned.

dressed in black surrounded him. They each wore wireless earphones, exuding a highly professional aura. The leader of the guards politely conveyed, “Mr. Evans

Mr. Evans?

know Mark, but he felt

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

head

ever talk to Harold again, deciding to

eyes were still

all, she used

at the young girl’s tearful eyes, Mark smiled and was about to

of a sudden, he felt a small hand grab

we talk? I’ll treat

Mark frowned slightly.

have time to deviate

long time, he found himself unable to resist such

walked out of

Even though he was dressed casually, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a big

up her things

in disbelief, Shelly stopped Cecil like

can’t

from Czanch. You know,

her lip, Cecilia walked away, leaving Shelly no

leave in

of the most advanced technology in the country. He wasn’t

such a man would be her friend’s

several

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

her best to get closer

bodyguards stopped her.

Seeing this, Peter smiled.

“Let her

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

couldn’t help thinking about the

shook his

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

hotel suite

had a small gym

went in and ordered some food, Peter went

than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious

nowadays all seem to

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

could she say that

obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he

to

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

whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a

liked spicy

murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that watching her face turn

signaled to Peter with his

it is not convenient for Mr. Evans to dine in a restaurant. It seems that you don’t like the food. Let

eyes. “I want fried chicken and

fried chicken for me all the

mentioned Rena on

chuckled and thought Cecilia

Peter, “Order what she wants

Peter was quite surprised. Mr. Evans wasn’t usually this good-tempered and accommodating. It was always others who accommodated him. How could he compromise with a young woman like

little difficult to believe that he would order fried chicken and milk shakes for

got Cecilia what she

had been in the circle for nearly 20 years, but all this time, he had been able to maintain such

stared at the beautiful young lady

been raised very

had a run-in with her ex-fiance. But at the moment, she was

feeling a little

the table had already been removed. Peter

Would you like to see

Mark nodded.

inquired, “Shall we

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

and smiled, “You go ahead with your work, Uncle Mark. We can talk about our business

to hold in his laughter and

and Mr. Evans

Mark didn’t say anything.

of the elite, their ages ranging from 30 to 40 years

looked

Before leaving, that woman noticed Cecilia and asked, “Mr. Evans,