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.”

an hour later, the Audi pulled over in a

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

and a bunch of

a

still despite the fact that he was sweating

over Mark

tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to

had never seen a man so

didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura

suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come

Was he calling her?

rose slowly, walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low

Cecilia

stood up to Mark’s ear.

touched the photo

was still young. She had a pretty, magnetic

the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you

to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to Rena’s

bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then

this, Mark

gloomy mood suddenly turned

and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now

started walking away and retorted, “Did

you did. You can’t deny

Mark. She grabbed onto his arm

Looked down at Cecilia’s

failed to notice this. She just held him and walked out

The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora

sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot,

who was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to

way, Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned

few pleasantries,

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

to bring a date. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass

person on the other end of

his nose and shook

after, Mark hung up the

sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the

Mark dropped the phone, he looked

to the party with me, will

little hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be gifts waiting

eyes lit up

returning to the hotel, Mark

buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled

attractive, and any woman

he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so

was rich, yet

Mark. He led them into the private room and said with

nodded in

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

came here to

recreational ones. At this time, more than ten

his time, smoking his

of the men at the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little girl? She’s

a smoke

rolled his eyes. Obviously,

all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark

had called Mark to

Cecilia a

Fowler family; that

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

“Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

She was very young,

against Charlie’s

their relationship, so she greeted

the woman burst

in the room followed

surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people nowadays were as simple and naive

dinner was lively, and nobody

of them were prestigious figures, so they had

Mark had

a new energy source. By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of others about the future of

course, Mark also needed their help with other

men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However,

one dared to propose

something deeper

hands

whispered, “Uncle Mark, they all seem to be a little scared

off the

took

gradually filled the

were his old classmates and they all had

was lonely at

scared of him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end

this little girl was as simple

Cecilia, regretting having brought

faint noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of

to the

moans and the

Cecilia was stunned.

definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex

about how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she felt

here, so why did Mark

Mark

gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a

she kicked Mark on

Mark