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 over

Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like

for Darren and a bunch

was a hot

the fact that he was

over Mark and accompanied him

seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes

never seen a man

but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding?

Was he calling her?

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

Cecilia realized

stood up to Mark’s ear. That

photo on the

still young. She had a pretty, magnetic

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

and told

few moments. After a while, she finally

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

this, Mark couldn’t help

gloomy mood suddenly

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

away and retorted, “Did I

did. You can’t

onto his arm and

Looked down

She just held him and walked

night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t

car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what had happened the

smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient.

from his college classmate in Duefron. It

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t

know I’m single, yet you still ask me to bring a date. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass

on the other end

his nose and shook

after, Mark hung up the

making sure that the 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

the phone, he

to the party with

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

lit up

hotel, Mark

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

was conventionally attractive, and any

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

Fowler family was rich, yet

manager dared not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said

in

them. Mark

seemed that he came here to have

meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more

time,

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

was handsome, but the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little girl? She’s

smoke ring and answered briefly,

eyes.

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

had called Mark to

couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said, “I’m

of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen Fowler’s little

men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

be Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand

man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

over. She was very young, probably no older

leaned against

didn’t know the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr.

woman burst into

the room followed suit, laughing

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

atmosphere at the dinner was

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

Mark had the highest

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

course, Mark also needed their help with other

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

dared to propose a toast

washroom, Cecilia followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said

washing his hands

whispered, “Uncle Mark, they all seem to

turned off the golden

drank a little too much, so he took out a

filled the small

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

was lonely

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

little girl was as simple and innocent as

Cecilia, regretting having brought

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

door to the cubicle

and the

Cecilia was stunned.

the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t

how young those woman in the room

of a sudden,

here, so why did Mark bring

looked at Mark with

his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable

kicked Mark on the

that Mark was an upright