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

Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not

good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies for

was a

fact that he was sweating bullets

held an umbrella over Mark and accompanied him

the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she

seen a

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where

long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly,

Was he calling her?

Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

stood up

touched the photo on

was still young.

today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like

Cecilia and told

few

Mrs. Gordon. I didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him,

this, Mark

mood

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

walking away and retorted, “Did I say

You can’t deny

grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

Looked down at Cecilia’s

just held him and walked

an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually

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

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

phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out

a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

into the receiver, saying,

me to bring

person on the other end

his nose and shook his head wryly. “Fine,

Mark hung up the

Mark, making 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 car, and since Peter couldn’t figure out

dropped the phone, he

party with

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

lit up and

to the hotel, Mark

buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows,

attractive, and any woman

took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t

family was rich, yet Cecilia had never been

to stare at Mark. He led them into the private

nodded in

slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door

seemed that he came here to have a

the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men

time, smoking his

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

of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find

smoke

eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

women these men brought

Mark to subtly inquire about

couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously.

the daughter of the Fowler family;

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants

introduced the man to

woman strutted over. She was very young, probably no

leaned against

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

woman burst into

room followed suit,

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

the dinner was

much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were

Mark had the highest

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

Mark also needed their help with

family, so he approached Cecilia

no one dared to propose a toast to Cecilia

to the washroom, Cecilia followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they had

hands when Cecilia

Mark, they all seem to be a little scared of

turned off the

little too much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up

filled the

about what Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had

lonely

him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed

girl was as simple and

looked at Cecilia, regretting having brought her

emanated from 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 engaged in passionate

door to the

woman’s pleasured moans and the man’s

Cecilia was stunned.

that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they

young those

of a sudden,

here, so why did Mark bring

looked at Mark

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

Mark on

Mark