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

honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and

for Darren and a bunch

was a

fact that he was sweating

held an umbrella over Mark and accompanied

tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes

had never seen a man so

sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where

suddenly asked loudly,

Was he calling her?

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

side, Cecilia realized how

high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should

photo

photo, Reina was still young. She had a pretty,

two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family.

turned to Cecilia and told

Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

Rena, and if he doesn’t

Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly

breath, “Uncle Mark, are you

away and retorted, “Did I

did. You can’t

grabbed onto his arm and

Looked down at Cecilia’s

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

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 boring,

in the backseat, Cecilia talked a

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

It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on purpose,

still ask me to bring a

end of the line

his nose and shook his head

hung up

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

party with

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

lit up

the hotel, Mark changed

white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and powerful

attractive, and any woman would swoon

Lotus sports car, he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club.

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had

He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good

in a reserved

them. Mark leaned against the

here to

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

took his time, smoking

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

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

slowly puffed out a smoke ring

rolled his eyes.

one would. After all, all the women these men brought were

morning, Flora had called Mark to subtly

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

the daughter of the Fowler family; that

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought her

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

over. She

leaned against Charlie’s

she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and

the woman

in the room followed

such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched.

was lively, and nobody held

a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep

them, Mark had the

just a little information about this new energy, he could

needed their help

he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t

dared to propose

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

was washing his hands when Cecilia

“Uncle Mark, they all seem

off

took out a

gradually filled the

right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly

lonely at

scared of him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back, leading to

this little girl was as simple and

Cecilia, regretting

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

the cubicle

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

Cecilia was stunned.

If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a

thought about how young those woman in the room

sudden, she

men must’ve brought their lovers here, so why did

looked at Mark

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

she kicked Mark

had thought that Mark