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.”

Audi pulled over

just here two days ago. But today was 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 good care of her but also treated

and a bunch of

was a

that he was

over Mark and accompanied

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

seen

sorrowful aura that Cecilia

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

Was he calling her?

and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled her to

by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

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

the photo on

Reina was still young.

alive today, you

he turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

few moments.

and if he doesn’t

this, Mark couldn’t

mood suddenly

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

started walking away and retorted,

You can’t deny

onto his arm and shook it

down at Cecilia’s

just

an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found someone better, so others paled in

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

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

way, Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It

few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re

know I’m single, yet you still ask me to

the other end of the line said

nose and shook his head

after, Mark hung up the

enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was

when Mark dropped the phone,

to the party with me,

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

up and she readily

to the hotel, Mark changed his

but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined

any

club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t

was rich, yet Cecilia

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

in a

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

came here to have a lot

ones. At this time, more than

his time, smoking his cigarette

glass of wine. “Mark, it’s really hard to get you to come to

his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at

out a smoke ring

his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

these men brought

called Mark to subtly inquire

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

of the Fowler family; that

the men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

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

he introduced the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this is

this time, a pretty woman strutted over. She was very

leaned against

relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet you, Mr. and

woman burst

the room followed suit,

an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface,

atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and

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

them, Mark had

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

also needed their

so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark

propose a toast to

there. 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

washing his hands when Cecilia inched towards

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

turned off

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

gradually filled

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

lonely at

were scared of him and showed him respect. But if he faced a setback someday,

girl was as simple and innocent as

regretting having brought

faint noise emanated from the stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and

the cubicle shook

pleasured moans and the man’s satisfied

Cecilia was stunned.

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 in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner party, not to

young

sudden, she felt

their lovers here, so why did Mark

at Mark with tearful

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

kicked Mark

Mark was an upright