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.”

later, the Audi pulled

of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also

and a bunch

was a

stood still despite the fact that he was

over

seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided

never seen a

sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over

Was he calling her?

slowly, walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out,

side, Cecilia

ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That

the photo on the

was still young. She had a pretty,

alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like a hawk and keep an

and told

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

brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you

Mark couldn’t help

gloomy mood suddenly turned

breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen

started walking away and retorted, “Did

you did. You

grabbed onto his arm

down at

to notice this. She just

following behind Mark, holding an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora

back, Mark asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what

rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to

call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out

few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on

yet you still ask me to bring a date.

on the other end of the line

nose and shook his head

Mark hung up

trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car, and since Peter couldn’t figure out what was on Mark’s mind, he

the phone, he looked

the party with me, will

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

up and

the hotel, Mark

white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to

any woman would swoon over

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

rich, yet Cecilia had

stare at Mark. He led them into the

nodded in a reserved

behind them. Mark leaned against

he came here to have a lot

recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men

his time, smoking

wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come

man was handsome, but the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find

puffed out a smoke ring and answered briefly,

eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

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

Flora had called Mark to subtly

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

of the Fowler family; that

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so

introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

strutted over. She was

leaned against Charlie’s arm

greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

woman burst into

in the room followed suit,

men all wondered where Mark found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people nowadays were as simple and

dinner was lively, and nobody held

their connections. Most of them

Mark had the highest

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

Mark also needed their help with

connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached

dared to propose

be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia

washing his hands when Cecilia inched towards

seem to be a little scared

turned off the

much, so he took out

filled the small

Although these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to ride

was lonely at

if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back,

girl was as simple and innocent as

at Cecilia, regretting having

like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later,

door to the cubicle shook

woman’s pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner

young those woman in

a sudden, she felt

brought their lovers here, so

Mark

of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a naive

kicked Mark on the

Mark was an upright