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 over in

Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful

Darren and a bunch

a

he was sweating bullets

an umbrella over Mark

she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and

had never seen

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful

suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding?

Was he calling her?

Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm,

side, Cecilia realized

high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear.

photo on

still 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 a hawk and keep an eye on the guys that

turned to Cecilia and told

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

to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood

Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are

started walking away and retorted, “Did I

You

She grabbed onto his arm

down

She just held him and

him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps

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

who was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He

classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old classmate was inviting

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

spoke into the receiver, saying,

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

person on the other end of the line

scratched his nose and shook his head

after, Mark hung up

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

when Mark dropped the phone, he looked

party with me,

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

lit up

returning to the hotel, Mark changed

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

and any woman would

very secluded high-end club. It was so

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia

at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with

nodded in

bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against

here to have a lot of

the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were sitting at the table,

time, smoking his

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

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

a smoke ring and answered briefly,

eyes. Obviously, he didn’t

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

Mark

Cecilia a little

daughter of the Fowler family; that is,

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants

the man to Cecilia.

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

against Charlie’s arm

she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

woman

room followed suit, laughing

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

dinner was lively,

much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were

had the highest

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

also needed their help with

Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a

one dared to propose a toast to

went to the washroom, Cecilia followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper

washing his hands

they all seem to be a little scared of

turned off the

a little too much, so he took out a

filled the small

these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to

lonely at the

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

was as

Cecilia, regretting having brought

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 passionate

the

moans and the man’s

Cecilia was stunned.

tell that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be

Cecilia thought about how young those woman in the room

sudden, she

must’ve brought their lovers here, so

at Mark

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

she kicked Mark on

Mark was