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

deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like his own

brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of

a

despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under

umbrella over Mark

wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them

had never seen a

didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where

suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come

Was he calling her?

low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm,

Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall

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

touched the photo on the

young. She had

today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. I will watch Rena like a hawk and keep an eye

told her, “Say hello to

few moments. After

Mr. and Mrs. 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

Mark

mood

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

away and retorted, “Did

you did. You

She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly.

Looked down at Cecilia’s

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

last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but

to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though

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

private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon,

exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced

chuckled and spoke into the receiver, saying,

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

person on the other end

scratched his nose and shook his

after, Mark hung

for Mark, making sure that the date would be obedient and sensible enough not to make trouble for Mark. But since

dropped the phone, he looked

to the party with me, will

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

eyes lit up and she

returning to the hotel, Mark

top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and he rolled the sleeves up to

and any woman would swoon

the black 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,

was rich, yet Cecilia had never

led them into the private room and said with respect, “Have

in a reserved

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

came here to have a lot

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

time, smoking his cigarette

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

the corners of his eyes were a little mischievous. Then, glancing at Cecilia, he smiled and asked, “Where’d you find this little girl? She’s

a smoke ring

his eyes. Obviously, he

women these men brought were their lovers. Although Mark

had called Mark

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

the daughter of the Fowler family; that

men present

Waylen? Atty. Waylen Fowler?

would Mark

explained, “Quit talking nonsense.

the man to Cecilia.

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

against Charlie’s arm

their relationship, so she greeted them sweetly. “Nice to meet

the woman

in the room followed suit,

girl. The women were laughing on the surface, but deep down, they were

dinner was lively, and

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

Mark had

about this new energy, he could alleviate the

also needed their help

the Fowler family, so he approached Cecilia for a toast.

to propose a toast

Cecilia followed him 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

was washing his hands when Cecilia

“Uncle Mark, they all seem to

turned off the

much, so he took out a cigarette and smoked to

gradually filled the

his old classmates and they all had connections, they all

lonely at

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

little girl was as simple and

regretting having brought her

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

to the cubicle shook

and the

Cecilia was stunned.

they wouldn’t be so

Cecilia thought about how young those woman

a sudden, she felt

their lovers here, so why did Mark bring

looked at Mark with tearful

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

kicked Mark on the

that Mark was an