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

Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

was a

he was sweating bullets under his white

held an umbrella over

the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in

had never seen

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia

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

Was he calling her?

and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took

Cecilia realized how

and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him

the photo

the photo, Reina was still young. She

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

told

stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she finally

to Rena, and if he

this, Mark

mood suddenly turned

her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with

started walking away and retorted, “Did

You

followed Mark. She grabbed onto his

down

this. She just held

The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t

in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what had

smiled. It’s rare to

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

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

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

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

end

nose and shook his

hung

would arrange a date for Mark, 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 what was on Mark’s mind, he just kept

the

the party with me,

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

lit up and

to the hotel, Mark

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

conventionally attractive, and any woman

club. It was so

yet Cecilia had never been there

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

nodded in

gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against

here to have a

area was separate from the recreational ones. At this

time, smoking his cigarette

table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get

little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia,

a smoke ring and answered briefly, “A

man rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

After all, all the women these men brought

had called Mark to subtly

to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then

family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

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

to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

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

leaned against

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

woman burst

the room

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

atmosphere at the dinner was

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

had the highest

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

Mark also needed their

and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a

to propose

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 to

washing his hands when Cecilia

Mark, they all seem to be

off the

too much, so he took out a cigarette and

filled

classmates and they all had connections, they

lonely

setback someday, he might end up

little girl was as simple

looked at Cecilia, regretting having brought

moment, a faint noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a

the

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during

about how young those

sudden, she

men must’ve brought their lovers here, so why

looked at Mark with

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

Mark

Mark was an