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

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 treated Rena like his

good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

a

that he was

over Mark and accompanied

that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes like a creepy

had never seen

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

suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him

touched the photo

was still young. She had

been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry.

Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments.

Mr. and 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

Mark couldn’t help

gloomy mood suddenly turned

look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you

and retorted, “Did I

You can’t deny

grabbed onto his

down at Cecilia’s

Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held him and

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

in the backseat, Cecilia talked a

was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see

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

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re

ask me to bring a date. Are you deliberately trying to

on the other end of the line said

his nose and shook his head wryly.

after, Mark hung up the

not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was

when Mark dropped the phone, he looked

to the party with me,

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

lit up and she

the hotel,

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

any woman would

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

was rich, yet Cecilia had never been there

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

in

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

he came here to have a lot

meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones.

time,

over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come to these kinds of things, you

a little mischievous. Then, glancing at

smoke ring

eyes.

women these men brought were their

morning, Flora had called Mark to subtly inquire

talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then

family; that is, Waylen

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I

he introduced the man to

a pretty woman strutted over. She was very young, probably no older

leaned against Charlie’s arm

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

the woman burst

the room followed suit, laughing

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

atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and nobody held

interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were

them, Mark had the highest

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

Mark also needed their help with other

family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying

dared to propose

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

his hands when

“Uncle Mark, they all seem

off

so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up a

filled

She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they

lonely at the

people were 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

little girl was as

at Cecilia, regretting having

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

to the cubicle

moans and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to

thought about how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she

lovers here, so

looked at Mark with

was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even

she kicked Mark

Mark

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