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

came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch

was a

stood still despite the fact that he was sweating

an umbrella over Mark and

made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in

had never seen a man so

shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly,

Was he calling her?

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

side, Cecilia

5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That

the photo on the

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

sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build

to Cecilia and told her, “Say

nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she

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 out of him, you can be assured

Mark

mood suddenly turned

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

away and retorted, “Did I say

you did. You can’t

grabbed onto his arm

down at Cecilia’s

notice this. She just held him and

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

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

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

It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and

a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

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

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

end

shook

after, Mark hung up

and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a girl right in the car,

the phone, he looked at

the party

bunch of older men? mark added lightly, “There’ll be gifts waiting

lit up and she

to the hotel, Mark

and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left

attractive, and any woman would swoon over

club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard of it, let

yet Cecilia had

into the private room and said with

in a

behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit

that he came here to have

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

his time, smoking

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

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

puffed out a smoke ring and answered

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although

called Mark to subtly

man couldn’t help but talked to Cecilia a little

of the Fowler family; that

men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark bring

He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense. She

the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is Charlie

over. She was very young, probably no

against Charlie’s arm

she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

woman burst into

in the room

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

the dinner was lively, and

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 a good

them, Mark had the

information about this new energy, he could alleviate the concerns of

needed

of the men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he

one dared to propose a toast to

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

washing his hands when

whispered, “Uncle Mark, they all seem

off the

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

gradually filled the small

Cecilia said. She was right. Although these were his old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to ride on his

was lonely

if he faced a setback someday, he might end up

little girl was as simple and innocent as a

at Cecilia, regretting having brought

seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of

door to the cubicle

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

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

thought about how young

sudden,

their lovers here,

looked at Mark with

there was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that even a

Mark on the

thought that Mark was