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 to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took

and a

a

fact that he was sweating bullets

over Mark and

tired of her high-heeled

had never seen a

a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful

asked loudly, “Why

Was he calling her?

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

Cecilia realized

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

the photo on the

Reina was still young. She had a

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

to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

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

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

Mark

mood suddenly

breath, “Uncle Mark, are

started walking away and retorted, “Did I

did. You can’t

She grabbed onto his arm and shook

down at Cecilia’s

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

up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora

their way back, Mark asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as

smiled. It’s rare to see Mr.

Duefron. It turned

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark

receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on

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

the other end of

shook his head wryly. “Fine,

after, Mark hung

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

dropped the phone, he looked

party with

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

eyes lit up and she readily

returning to the hotel, Mark changed

two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he

attractive, and any woman would swoon over

high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard of

yet Cecilia had never been

He led them into the

in a reserved

magnificent bronze gate was slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and lit a

here

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

took his time, smoking

the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark, it’s

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

a smoke ring and

eyes. Obviously, he

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

morning, Flora had called Mark

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

daughter of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

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

to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

pretty woman strutted over. She was very

against Charlie’s

know the truth about their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly.

woman burst

room followed suit,

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

atmosphere at the dinner was lively,

interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had

had the

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

course, Mark also needed

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

one dared to propose a toast to Cecilia

room sensed that something deeper was going

his hands when Cecilia inched towards

Mark, they all seem to be a little scared

off

too much, so he took out a

filled the

were his old classmates and they

was lonely at

he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down

girl was as simple and

at Cecilia, regretting having

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

to the cubicle

the

Cecilia was stunned.

the woman were definitely not a couple. If they were a couple, they wouldn’t be so eager

about how young those woman in the

of a sudden, she

must’ve brought their lovers here,

at Mark with

touch of

Mark on

thought that Mark