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.”

Audi pulled

Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to

good wine for Darren and a bunch of

a hot

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under his

over

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

never seen a

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you

Was he calling her?

over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark

Cecilia realized

ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him around 6

the photo on the

young. She

“Darren, Reina, this is Cecilia, the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like

told her, “Say

stuttered for a few

will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood suddenly

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

walking away and retorted, “Did I say

You can’t deny

onto his

down at

just held him and walked

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

their way back, Mark asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as

car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient.

Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old classmate

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark

and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on purpose,

to bring a

end

shook his

after, Mark hung

not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl

when Mark dropped the

party

a bunch of older men? mark added

up

hotel,

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

was conventionally attractive, and any woman would swoon over

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

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had never been there

the private room and

nodded in

behind them.

here to have

from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women

his time, smoking his cigarette

“Mark, it’s really

Then,

slowly puffed out a smoke ring and answered

eyes.

all, all the women these men brought

had called Mark to

help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said, “I’m not

of the Fowler family; that

the men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

time, a pretty woman strutted over. She

leaned against

relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

woman

room

the surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people nowadays

was lively, and nobody

maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep

had the

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 future

course, Mark also needed their help

make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She doesn’t understand those

one dared to propose a

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 no choice but

was washing his hands when

“Uncle Mark, they all seem

off the

little too much, so he took out a cigarette

gradually filled the small

these were his old classmates and they

lonely at

he faced a setback someday, he might end

was as simple and innocent as a

regretting having brought her

seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and

to the

woman’s pleasured moans and the

Cecilia was stunned.

she was, she could tell that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner party,

Cecilia thought about how young those woman in the room

sudden,

must’ve brought their lovers here, so why did

Mark with

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

she kicked Mark on

had thought that Mark was an upright