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

so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies

was a

the fact that he was sweating bullets under his

an umbrella over Mark

way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to

never seen a man

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura

time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over

Was he calling her?

over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out,

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him around 6 ft

photo on

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

and told

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

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

this, Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you

walking away and retorted, “Did

You can’t

his arm and shook it

Looked down at

failed to notice this. She just held him and walked out of the

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

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

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

their way, Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old classmate was

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly

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

to bring a date. Are you deliberately trying

other end of the line

and shook

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

Mark dropped the phone, he looked at

the party with

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

lit up and she

hotel, Mark changed his

wore his usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his

any

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

Fowler family was rich, yet Cecilia had

into the private room and said with

in a reserved

was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned

seemed that he came here to

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

time, smoking

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

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

puffed out a smoke

man rolled his eyes.

After all, all the women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark wasn’t married,

Mark to

help but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said,

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

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring

“Quit talking nonsense. She wants to expand her horizons, so I brought

to

pretty woman strutted over. She was

against

truth about their relationship, so she greeted

woman

in the room followed

The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they

dinner was lively, and nobody held

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

had the highest

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

also needed their help with other

present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped

to propose a toast to Cecilia

that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they had no choice but to believe

hands when Cecilia inched

they all seem

off

had drank a little too much, so he took out a

filled

old classmates and they all had connections, they all undoubtedly wanted to ride on

lonely at

faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed

little girl was as simple and

Cecilia, regretting

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

the

the man’s satisfied

Cecilia was stunned.

was, she could tell that the man and the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager to have sex

about how young those woman in

a sudden, she

brought their lovers here, so why did

looked at Mark with

was a touch of

she kicked Mark on the

that Mark was an