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.”

an hour later, the Audi

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

for Darren and a

was a

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under

umbrella over Mark

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 the

had never seen

exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia

a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over

Was he calling her?

Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled her to his

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

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

the photo on the

was still young. She had a pretty, magnetic

alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family.

Cecilia and told her, “Say

nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a while,

bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then

this, Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

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

and

You

his arm and shook it lightly.

down at Cecilia’s

Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held him and walked

Mark, holding an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark

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

It’s rare to

answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

spoke into the receiver, saying,

yet you still ask me to

person on the other end of the line

and shook his head

after, Mark hung up

make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car, and since

when Mark dropped the phone, he

to the party with me, will

bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll

lit up and she

to the hotel, Mark

were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing

any woman

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

yet Cecilia had never been

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

nodded in a

slowly closed behind them. Mark

he came here to have a

recreational ones. At this

time,

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

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

slowly puffed out a smoke ring

his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although

had called Mark to subtly inquire

Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said,

daughter of the Fowler family; that

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

strutted over. She was very young, probably

leaned against Charlie’s arm

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

woman

room followed suit, laughing

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

dinner was

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

them, Mark had the

a little information about

Mark also needed

to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly,

dared to propose

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 to believe

hands when

Mark, they all seem to be a

off the golden

a little too much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up

gradually filled

thought about what Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates

was lonely at

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

girl was as simple and innocent

regretting

that moment, a faint noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened emotions, they engaged in

to the

woman’s pleasured moans and the

Cecilia was stunned.

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

Cecilia thought about how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she felt

their lovers here, so why did Mark bring

at Mark with

still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a naive girl like Cecilia

Mark

thought that Mark was an