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 pulled

was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in

and a bunch of lilies for

a hot

still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets

over Mark and accompanied him

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

had never seen a man so

didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from

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

Was he calling her?

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

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 him

touched the photo

Reina was still young. She had a pretty,

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

Cecilia and told her, “Say

few moments. After a

be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat

Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood

turned to look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark,

started walking away and

you did. You

She grabbed onto his arm and

Looked down at

this. She just held him and walked out

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,

next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia

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

his college classmate in Duefron. It turned

pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at

saying, “You’re doing this

single, yet you still ask me to bring a

person on the other end of the

his nose and shook his head

hung

to make trouble for Mark. But since there

expected, when Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

to the party

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

lit up

the hotel, Mark

usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and

and any woman would swoon

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

Fowler family was rich, yet

manager dared not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good time, Mr.

nodded in a

magnificent bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned

seemed that he came here to have a lot of

from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women

Mark took his time, smoking

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

was handsome, but the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked,

slowly puffed out a smoke ring and answered briefly, “A

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he

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

Flora had called Mark to

Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said, “I’m

Fowler family; that

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

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

introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

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

leaned against Charlie’s

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

the woman

room followed suit,

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

the dinner was

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

Mark had

revealing just a little information about this new energy,

course, Mark also needed their help with

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

one dared to propose a toast

to the washroom, Cecilia 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

his hands when

seem to be

turned off the golden

he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up a

filled the

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

was lonely at

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

as simple and innocent as

regretting having brought

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

the cubicle shook

moans and the man’s satisfied panting filled

Cecilia was stunned.

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 cubicle during a dinner party,

Cecilia thought about how young

sudden, she

lovers here, so why did Mark

at Mark

gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth

Mark on the

had thought that Mark