A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He casually picked up a throw pillow and was about to put it behind his back, but then, he caught a whiff of its smell.

There was a faint fragrance on it.

It wasn’t perfume, but it was a girlish scent.

It was sweet and citrusy.

Mark knitted his eyebrows and grinned. “If something happens, I can just leave this big mess here. You have no idea how tired I am. It’s draining and annoying seeing so many people every day.”

Peter poured Mark a glass of water and patiently listened to his rants as always.

Peter knew that Mark would only say something like this in front of him.

Mark was always nice and polite in front of outsiders.

After dumping some of his complaints on Peter, Mark prepared to take a shower.

Peter helped Mark put away his shirt and said, “Would you like me to invite Miss Holt to accompany you?”

Flora Holt was a famous theater actress.

She has a gorgeous face and an excellent physique. She got along well with Mark. When Mark was in Duefron, he sometimes called her and told her to come over and keep him company.

Mark was walking to the bathroom. Hearing this, he thought for a few seconds and then told Peter, “I’ll pass this time. I’m not in the mood.”

Peter followed Mark and pressed, “You just get too repressed sometimes.”

Mark couldn’t believe Peter just said that.

He turned around and teased, “Did she ask you to lobby for her? I admit that she’s good in many things. She just has that very unattractive tendency to be clingy. She’s stunning, but she’s also exhausting. I feel like I’m dealing with all the nations of the world when I’m with her.”

Peter stopped talking.

It was true that Flora asked Peter to put in some good words for her. In fact, she pleaded with him, but even though he thought that Flora was beautiful, he couldn’t do anything about the fact that Mark had grown tired of her. It was obvious that Mark didn’t want to pay much attention to her anymore.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Judiciously, Peter left. He thought a man in his early 40s like Mark had some affairs to deal with by himself.

And Mark did need to do something personal.

He masturbated in the shower. When his lust finally subsided, he proceeded to clean himself.

He was feeling particularly randy, and there was a beautiful woman that would’ve loved to quench his sexual thirst. Unfortunately, he just didn’t feel like sleeping with anyone at the moment. While he was gratifying himself earlier, the image of Cecilia kneeling on the sofa was glued to the back of his eyelids.

She looked so innocent, as if she knew nothing about men.

At the Fowlers’ house.

Cecilia slept in.

When she woke up, she found her elder brother, Waylen, sitting beside her bed.

She moved a little closer and leaned her head on her brother’s legs. She called to him like a purring kitten, “Hey, big bro. How are things going between you and Rena?”

Pinching his little sister’s face, Waylen answered, “Don’t you worry about it.”

The truth was, after Rena’s relationship with Harold came to light, Korbyn no longer wanted Rena to be with Waylen. However, even though he was Waylen’s father, Korbyn couldn’t decide what happened in his son’s love life.

He could only hope that both Waylen and Cecilia would break up with their respective partners.

But Rena’s uncle, Mark, showed up to the Fowlers’ house to show off his power and ruthlessness, which hit a nerve in Korbyn. Korbyn thought the Evans family was made up of arrogant men and women.

So Korbyn then became determined to make Rena his daughter-in-law.

Waylen missed Rena and didn’t want her to get along with Zack. Besides, Tyrone was also in Heron.

But Cecilia was also very important to him.

Waylen smoothed Cecilia’s long hair and asked, “Have you really made up your mind?”

Cecilia leaned against him and said yes softly.

Waylen wanted to ask his sister a few more things but decided against it. Shelly called him, and he found out what happened yesterday. He thought that with Mark’s identity and status, he might just pamper Cecilia like a daughter figure.

Mark was a very elegant gentleman after all.

Besides, if Cecilia got a few more things on her plate, she would forget about Harold sooner.

As siblings, Waylen and Cecilia were on very good terms. After having lunch with Cecilia,

Waylen went to the law office.

Cecilia was 27 years old, and being the rich princess that she was, she had never worked a day in he life.

In the afternoon, she wandered around the house, and when boredom finally got the better of her, she got into her car and went for a drive. After driving around aimlessly for a while, she found herself pulling over in front of Mark’s hotel.

How did she end up here?

Blushing a little, Cecilia felt confused.

Last night, Mark said that he wasn’t suitable for a little girl like her. Who wanted to be with him anyway? She was being nice to him just because he was Rena’s uncle.

And maybe a little bit because he was handsome.

A few moments later, a black Audi slowly drove out of the building. She recognized the license plate.

It was Mark’s car.

Cecilia squinted, shifted gears, and followed Mark’s car, keeping a safe distance.

In the Audi.

Peter looked at the rearview mirror and said, “Miss Fowler’s car is behind us.”

Mark was just closing his eyes to rest them.

Hearing this, he opened his eyes and replied, “Don’t mind her.”

the Audi pulled over in a

to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated

wine for Darren and a

a

the fact that he was

over Mark and

of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to

never seen a

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled her to his

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how

and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That

the photo on the

photo, Reina was still young. She

said, “Darren, Reina, this is Cecilia, the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like a hawk and keep an eye on

told her,

Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she

Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will

Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen getting

started walking away and retorted, “Did I say

did. You

She grabbed onto his arm and

Looked down at Cecilia’s

to notice this. She just held

fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found someone better, so others paled in

take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia

car, smiled. It’s rare to

classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his

few pleasantries, Mark suddenly

spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing

I’m single, yet you still ask me to bring a

the other end

and shook his head

Mark hung up the

for Mark, making sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for

dropped the phone,

the party with

was a little hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch of

eyes lit up and she

hotel, Mark changed

black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the

and any woman

high-end club. It was so exclusive

family was rich, yet

into the private room and said with

nodded in a

magnificent bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door

he came here to have a lot

separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were sitting at the table, waiting

time, smoking

came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s

Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you

puffed out a smoke

eyes.

After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married, he

Mark to

help but talked to Cecilia a

the daughter of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to

introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

over. She was very young, probably no older than

against Charlie’s arm

the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice

the woman burst

in the room

on the surface, but deep down, they were touched.

the dinner was

was not so much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up a good relationship

had

revealing just a little information about

course, Mark also needed their help with other

the men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t understand those

dared to propose a toast to Cecilia

deeper was going on, but when Mark said that

was washing his hands

“Uncle Mark, they all seem to be a little

turned off the

took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up

gradually filled the small

were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly

was lonely at the

someday,

girl was as

at Cecilia, regretting having brought her

the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened emotions, they

to the cubicle shook

and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner party, not to mention that the

how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she felt

must’ve brought their lovers here, so

at Mark with

face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a naive girl like

kicked Mark on the

Mark was