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 over in

here two days ago. But today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful

for Darren and a

a hot

stood still despite the fact that he was sweating

over Mark

but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her

had never seen a man

a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where she was

a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly,

Was he calling her?

Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

tall, and she stood up to Mark’s

touched the photo on the

the photo, Reina was still young. She had a pretty, magnetic

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 eye on the guys

told her, “Say

stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she finally

Mr. and Mrs. Gordon. 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 beat the hell

this, Mark couldn’t help

mood

at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle

away and retorted,

You

She grabbed onto his

down

this. She just held him and

holding an 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, but that Mark

the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a

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

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

few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this

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

other end of the

his nose and shook

after, Mark hung

making sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a

the phone, he looked at

to the party

friends were all a bunch of older men? mark

lit up and

the hotel, Mark changed

two buttons were left unbuttoned, and

and any woman would

secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive

yet Cecilia had never been

into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good time, Mr.

nodded in a

closed behind them. Mark leaned against

here to have

and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At

took his time,

with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s

were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at

out a smoke ring and

his eyes.

brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married, he had several

had called Mark

to Cecilia a

the Fowler family;

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

and explained, “Quit

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

strutted over. She

leaned against Charlie’s arm

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

the woman burst

room followed suit, laughing

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

at the dinner was lively, and

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

them, Mark had the

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

also needed their help with

he approached Cecilia for a toast.

dared to propose

told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper

hands when Cecilia

Mark, they all seem to be a little scared

turned off the golden

much, so he took out a cigarette and

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 on his

lonely at the

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

girl was as simple and

regretting having brought

noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing

door to the cubicle

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting filled

Cecilia was stunned.

they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner

about how young those woman in the

a sudden, she

here, so why

at Mark

still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his

she kicked Mark on

Mark was