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.”

hour later, the Audi pulled over

Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not

for Darren and a bunch of

a hot

despite the fact that he was sweating

over

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

seen a man so

sorrowful aura that

loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

low voice.

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he

she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him around 6

touched the photo on

photo, Reina was still young. She had a

today, you would’ve seen Rena

turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say

for a few moments.

be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then

this, Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly turned

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

and

you did. You can’t deny

followed Mark. She grabbed onto his

Looked down

this. She just held him and

was quietly following behind Mark, holding an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora

next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though

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,

few pleasantries,

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying,

to bring a date. Are you

the other end of the

nose and shook his head wryly.

hung

normal circumstances, Peter would arrange a date for Mark, making sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark.

Mark dropped the phone, he looked

the party with me,

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

lit up and she readily

hotel, Mark changed

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

any woman

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

was rich, yet

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

in a

bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit

here to have

was at least 800 square meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were sitting at the table, waiting for

Mark took his time, smoking his cigarette

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

Then, glancing at

out a smoke ring and

his eyes. Obviously,

one would. After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married,

Mark to subtly inquire about

Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said,

Fowler family; that is, Waylen

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring her

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

the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

a pretty woman strutted over. She was very young, probably

leaned against

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

the woman burst into

room followed suit,

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

dinner was lively, and nobody

of them were prestigious figures, so

Mark had the highest

source. By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of others about the future of

needed their help with other

wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he

dared to propose

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

washing his hands when Cecilia inched

Mark, they all seem

turned off

so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober

filled

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

was lonely at

people were scared of him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down

this little girl was as

looked at Cecilia, regretting having brought

It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by

the

the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex

thought about how young those woman in

a sudden, she felt

lovers here, so why did Mark

at Mark

of unfathomable depth in his eyes that

Mark

Mark was an upright