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 in

Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not

wine for Darren and a

was a hot

despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under his white

held an umbrella over Mark and

she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes like a creepy

seen a man so

sorrowful

Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are

Was he calling her?

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

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized

5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s

touched the photo

the photo, Reina was still young. She had a

sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry.

turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello

stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she finally

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 beat the hell out of him, you can be

Mark

gloomy mood suddenly

“Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen

away and retorted,

You

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it

down at

this. She just held him and walked out of the

night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora

sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she

the car, smiled. It’s rare to see

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

few pleasantries, Mark

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

single, yet you still ask me to bring a date. Are

end of the line

and shook his head wryly.

Mark hung

make trouble for Mark. But since there was

Mark dropped the phone, he

party with me, will

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

lit up and she readily

returning to the hotel,

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

attractive, and any woman would swoon over

Lotus sports car, he took Cecilia to a very secluded high-end club. It was so exclusive that ordinary people hadn’t heard of it, let

family was rich, yet Cecilia had

them into the private room and said with respect,

in

slowly closed behind them. Mark leaned against the door and

he came here to have

room 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 sitting at the table,

his time,

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

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

a smoke ring and answered briefly,

rolled his eyes. Obviously, he didn’t believe

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

called Mark to subtly inquire about

but talked to Cecilia a little flirtatiously. Mark then said, “I’m not

daughter of the Fowler family; that is, Waylen

the men present were

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

Mark bring

He touched Cecilia’s head dotingly and explained, “Quit talking nonsense.

the man to Cecilia. “Cecilia, this

pretty woman strutted over. She was very young, probably no older

leaned against Charlie’s arm

their relationship, so she greeted them

woman burst

in the room

surface, but deep down, they were touched. How many people

atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and

was not so much a dinner as a social interaction to maintain their connections. Most of them were prestigious figures, so they had to keep up

Mark had the highest

possessed the knowledge of a new energy source. By revealing just a little information about this new energy,

Mark also needed their help with

a connection with Waylen and the Fowler family, so he approached

to propose

sensed that something deeper was going on, but when Mark

was washing his hands when Cecilia inched

“Uncle Mark, they all seem

off the golden

so he took out a

gradually filled the

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

was lonely at the

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

girl was as simple

looked at Cecilia, regretting having brought her

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

door to the cubicle

pleasured moans and the

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 mention that the man was

about how young

sudden, she felt

must’ve brought their lovers here, so why did

looked at Mark with tearful

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

kicked Mark

thought that Mark was an upright