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

death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like his

for Darren and a bunch of lilies

was a hot

he was sweating bullets under his

held an umbrella over Mark

little tired of her

had never seen a

didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura

asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over

Was he calling her?

called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice.

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

the photo on the

still young. She

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

and told her, “Say

few

good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father

Mark

mood suddenly turned

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

walking away and

You can’t

grabbed onto his arm and

down

to notice this. She just held him and

into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked

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

the car, smiled. It’s rare to see

classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old

a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at

saying, “You’re doing

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

on the other end of

and shook his

after, Mark hung

to make trouble for Mark. But since there was

dropped the phone,

to the party

a little hesitant. What if Mark’s friends were all a bunch

up and

to the hotel, Mark changed his

wore his usual white shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and

any woman would swoon

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

family was rich, yet

not to stare at Mark. He led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have a good time, Mr.

nodded in

magnificent bronze gate was slowly closed behind them.

that he came here

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

took his time, smoking his cigarette

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

a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little girl?

puffed out a smoke ring

his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

men brought were their lovers. Although

Flora had called Mark

talked to Cecilia a little

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

the men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring her

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

the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia,

time, a pretty woman strutted over. She was

leaned against

truth about their relationship, so she greeted them

the woman

in the room followed

surface, but deep

atmosphere at the dinner was lively,

so much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of

Mark had

revealing just a little information about this new energy,

course, Mark also needed their help with

Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She

to propose a

Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark said that Cecilia was his junior, they had no choice

hands when Cecilia inched

“Uncle Mark, they all seem to be a

turned off

he took out a cigarette and smoked to sober

filled the small

She was right. Although these were his old classmates

lonely

showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday, he might end up being pushed down and unable to bounce back, leading to a miserable

was as simple and innocent as a

regretting having brought

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

door to the cubicle

woman’s pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied panting

Cecilia was stunned.

If 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

thought about how young those woman in the room

a sudden, she felt

must’ve brought their lovers here, so

Mark with tearful

was a touch of unfathomable depth in his eyes that

Mark

thought that Mark was