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 over

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

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

a

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets

umbrella over Mark and accompanied him

wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes,

never seen a

a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

time, Mark 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, and pulled

Cecilia

her high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to

touched the photo on

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

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

Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to

a few moments. After a while,

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

Mark couldn’t

mood

and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark,

walking away and retorted, “Did I

did. You can’t deny

onto his arm and shook it lightly.

Looked down at

this. She just held him and walked

thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found someone

driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia

rare to see Mr. Evans so

a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It

a few pleasantries, Mark

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying,

yet you still ask me to bring a date.

person on the other end of the line

shook his head wryly.

Mark hung up

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

expected, when Mark dropped the

to the party with me,

bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be gifts waiting for

up

to the hotel,

his usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left

any woman would swoon

very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard

was rich, yet Cecilia had never

the private room and

in a

behind them. Mark

came here to have a lot

least 800 square meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones.

took his time,

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

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

smoke ring

his eyes. Obviously,

all the women these men brought

Flora had called Mark to subtly inquire about

but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark

the daughter of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

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

introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

over. She was very young, probably no older than

leaned against Charlie’s

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

woman

room

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

the dinner was lively, and

Most of them were prestigious figures, so

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

Mark also needed

men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark

propose a toast

in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark

washing his hands when Cecilia inched towards

whispered, “Uncle Mark, they all seem

off the golden

a little too much, so he took out a cigarette

gradually filled

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

was lonely at

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

little girl was as simple and innocent as a

regretting having brought

emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and

the cubicle shook

moans and the man’s satisfied

Cecilia was stunned.

how naive 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

how young those woman in the room

of a sudden,

here, so why

looked at Mark with

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

she kicked Mark on the

Mark was