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.”

hour later, the Audi pulled over in a

honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took

Darren and a

a

that he was sweating bullets under

held an umbrella over Mark and accompanied

seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them

never seen a

exuded a sorrowful aura

loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over

Was he calling her?

slowly, walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how

high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That

touched the photo

Reina was still young. She had a pretty, magnetic

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 will watch Rena like a

turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say

for a few moments. After a while,

Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you can be

this, Mark couldn’t

gloomy mood suddenly

look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen

and retorted, “Did I say

You

Mark. She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

Looked down at Cecilia’s

Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held

had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps

Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as

rare to see

answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark

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

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

person on the other end of the

and shook

after, Mark hung

to make trouble for

the phone,

the party with

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

lit up and she

returning to the hotel, Mark changed

were left

was conventionally attractive, and any woman

he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive

family was rich, yet

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

in a reserved

closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and

that he came here to have a

at least 800 square meters, and the dining area was separate from the recreational ones. At this time, more than ten men and women were sitting

his time, smoking his cigarette

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

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

puffed out a smoke ring and answered

man rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

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

called Mark

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

of the Fowler family; that

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark

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

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

pretty woman strutted over. She

against

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

woman

room followed suit, laughing

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

at the dinner was lively, and nobody held

was not so much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up

them, Mark had

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

course, Mark also needed

Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped

no one dared to propose

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

his hands when Cecilia inched towards

“Uncle Mark, they all seem to be a little scared

off the

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

filled the

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

was lonely

if he faced a setback someday, he might end

girl was as simple

Cecilia, regretting having brought

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

door to the cubicle shook

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

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, not

about how young those woman in the

of a sudden, she felt

brought their lovers here, so why did Mark bring

looked at Mark

still smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a naive girl like

she kicked Mark

that Mark was