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.”

hour later, the Audi pulled over in a

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

wine for Darren and a bunch of

a hot

stood still despite the fact that he was sweating

over

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

never seen

exuded a sorrowful aura

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

and she stood

the photo

Reina was still young. She had a

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

Cecilia and told

bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After

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

this, Mark couldn’t help

gloomy mood suddenly turned

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

walking away and retorted, “Did

you did. You can’t deny

grabbed onto his arm and shook it

Looked down at

to notice this. She just held him and

Mark had remarked that Flora

home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat,

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

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

few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at

receiver, saying, “You’re doing this

me to bring a date. Are you

the other end

his nose and shook his head wryly.

after, Mark hung up the

for Mark. But since

expected, when Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

to the party with

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

eyes lit up and

returning to the hotel, Mark changed his

left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and

conventionally attractive, and any woman would swoon over

took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had never

not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good

in a

behind them. Mark leaned against

came here to

at least 800 square meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and

time, smoking

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

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

smoke ring and answered briefly,

eyes.

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

morning, Flora had called Mark

to Cecilia a little flirtatiously.

daughter of the Fowler family;

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

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

the man to

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

leaned against Charlie’s

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

the woman burst into

the room followed suit, laughing

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

at the dinner was

their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures,

them, Mark had

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

needed their help with

family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However,

to propose a

deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they had no choice but to

washing his hands when Cecilia inched towards

Mark, they all seem

off

so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober

gradually filled the

were his old classmates and they

was lonely

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

as simple and innocent as a

Cecilia, regretting

stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of

to the cubicle shook

woman’s pleasured moans and the man’s

Cecilia was stunned.

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

Cecilia thought about how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she

lovers here, so why did

looked at Mark with tearful

still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable

she kicked Mark

Mark was