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 in a

days ago. But 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

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch

was a

despite the fact that he was

umbrella over Mark and accompanied him

she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she

had never seen a man so

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

Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you

Was he calling her?

in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled

Cecilia realized how tall

ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him around 6

photo on

still young. She had a pretty,

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

he turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

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

mood suddenly

breath, “Uncle Mark, are you

walking away and retorted, “Did I

did. You

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

down

notice this. She just held

had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found

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

the car, smiled. It’s rare to see

from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this

a few pleasantries, Mark

the receiver, saying, “You’re

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

the other end of

and shook his

Mark hung

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,

Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

party with me, will

if Mark’s friends were all a bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be gifts waiting

lit up and

hotel,

left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined and

attractive, and any woman would swoon

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

rich, yet Cecilia had never been

led them into the private room and said with

in

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

seemed that he came here

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

his time,

“Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come to these kinds of things, you

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

out a smoke ring

his eyes.

one would. After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although

morning, Flora had called Mark to

couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark

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

the men

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring

Cecilia’s senior. He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought her

the man to Cecilia.

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

against

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

woman

room followed

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

was lively, and nobody

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

had the highest

new energy source. By revealing just a little information about this new energy,

course, Mark also needed their help with

present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for

to propose

deeper was going on, but when Mark

his hands when

“Uncle Mark, they all seem

turned off the golden

drank a little too much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober up a

filled the

said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they

lonely at the

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

this little girl was as

Cecilia, regretting

like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later,

to the cubicle

and the man’s satisfied panting filled

Cecilia was stunned.

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, not to mention that the man

Cecilia thought about how young

a sudden,

must’ve brought their lovers here, so why

looked at Mark with

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

kicked Mark

that Mark was an