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

today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good

for Darren and

a hot

that he was sweating bullets under his

umbrella over Mark and accompanied him

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

seen a

but he exuded a sorrowful

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

Was he calling her?

low voice.

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how

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

touched the photo on

young. She had a pretty,

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

to Cecilia and told

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

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

this, Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

turned to look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and

and

you did. You can’t

his arm and shook it lightly.

down at

notice this. She just held him and walked out of the

had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora

the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what

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

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

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly

into the receiver, saying, “You’re

still ask me to

on the other end

shook his head wryly. “Fine,

after, Mark hung

obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in

Mark dropped the

to the party

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

lit up and she readily

to the hotel, Mark changed his

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

was conventionally attractive, and any woman would

he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard of it, let alone

family was rich, yet Cecilia had never been

to stare at Mark. He led them into the

nodded in a

them. Mark leaned against the

here to have a lot

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

took his time,

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

little mischievous. Then, glancing

smoke ring and answered briefly, “A

man rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t

called Mark to subtly inquire about

a little flirtatiously. Mark then

the Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense.

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

over. She was very young, probably no older than

against Charlie’s

greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and

the woman burst

room followed suit, laughing

where Mark found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were touched.

at the dinner was lively, and nobody

their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up a

them, Mark had the

By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he could alleviate the

needed their help

Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a

dared to propose a toast to

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

hands

all seem to be a

off the

a little too much, so he took out a cigarette

filled

thought about what Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to ride

lonely at

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

was as

looked at Cecilia, regretting having

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

to the

the man’s

Cecilia was stunned.

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

how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she

lovers here, so why did Mark

at Mark with tearful

face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes

Mark on

that Mark was an