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

But today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who

wine for Darren and a bunch

a

that he was sweating bullets under his white

an umbrella over Mark

seen. A little tired of her

had never seen a man so

exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where she was

asked loudly, “Why are you hiding?

Was he calling her?

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

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

stood

the photo

Reina was still young. She had

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,

Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a

I didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then

Mark couldn’t help

mood suddenly

her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena

started walking away and retorted, “Did I

You can’t deny

his arm

down at Cecilia’s

failed to notice this. She just held him

was 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 “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but

in the backseat, Cecilia talked

It’s rare to see

private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t

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

person on the other end of the line said

his nose and shook his head wryly.

hung

that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since there was a

the phone, he

party

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

up and

returning to the hotel, Mark changed

shirt and black trousers, but the top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to his

was conventionally attractive, and any

he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club.

was rich, yet Cecilia had never been there

them into the private room and said

in a

closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door

that he came here to have

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

time,

the men at the table came over with a glass of wine. “Mark,

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

smoke ring and answered briefly,

his eyes. Obviously, he

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

called Mark

a little flirtatiously. Mark then

family; that is,

the men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

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

to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

strutted over. She was very young, probably no older than

leaned against Charlie’s arm

she greeted them sweetly.

the woman burst

in the room

where Mark found such an innocent girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep

the dinner was lively, and nobody held

connections. Most of them were prestigious figures,

them, Mark had the

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

Mark also needed their

the men present wanted to make a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast. However, Mark stopped him, saying straightforwardly, “She

dared to propose

went to the washroom, Cecilia followed him there. Truth be told, everyone in the room sensed that something deeper was going

washing his hands when Cecilia

Mark, they all seem to be a little scared of

off the

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

filled the small

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

was lonely

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

little girl was as simple and innocent as a

at Cecilia, regretting

stall in the washroom. It seemed like the occupants were experiencing a mix of misery and delight. Later, perhaps driven by their heightened emotions,

door to the cubicle

and the man’s satisfied panting filled the

Cecilia was stunned.

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 in a bathroom cubicle during a dinner party, not to mention that

about how young

of a sudden, she felt

here, so why did

Mark with tearful

smoking. On his usual gentle face, there was a touch of unfathomable

she kicked Mark on

Mark was an