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.”

later, the Audi pulled

the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful

and a

a hot

still despite the fact that he was

an umbrella over Mark and accompanied

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

never seen a man

exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could

Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

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

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

touched the photo

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

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

turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to

for a few moments. After

Mr. and Mrs. Gordon. I didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t

this, Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood

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

walking away and retorted, “Did

you did. You can’t deny

followed Mark. She grabbed onto his arm and shook

down at Cecilia’s

notice this. She just held him

quietly following behind Mark, 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 had found someone better,

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

car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so

a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on

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

person on the other end

and shook his

Mark hung up the

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, he just

the phone, he looked at

party with me, will

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

up

to the hotel,

top two buttons were left

any woman would swoon over

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

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had

into the private room and said with respect, “Have

in

gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against

seemed that he came here to have

was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were sitting at the table, waiting for

time, smoking his cigarette

the men at the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come to these kinds of things, you

of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked,

smoke ring and answered briefly,

eyes. Obviously, he

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

Mark

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

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

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

and explained, “Quit talking

to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

strutted over. She was very young, probably

against Charlie’s

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

the woman burst into

in the room

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

at the dinner was lively,

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

Mark had the

By revealing just a little information about this new energy, he could

Mark also needed

connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached

one dared to propose a

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

they all seem to

off the golden

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

filled

right. Although these were his old classmates

lonely

if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being

girl was as simple and innocent

Cecilia, regretting having brought

were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened

door to the cubicle shook

and the man’s

Cecilia was stunned.

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 was a

about how young

a sudden,

lovers here, so why did Mark

looked at Mark

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

she kicked Mark on

thought that Mark was