Chapter 2001 With those words, Cecilia departed.

Simon couldn't help but touch his face and then his oily hair, feeling rather self-conscious.

Cecilia returned to the ward.

She found Mark engrossed in a morning newspaper. Recognizing her footsteps, he inquired casually, “How did the conversation go?” Cecilia closed the door behind her.

She leaned against it and recounted the recent events to Mark.

Mark found himself rather taken aback.

Knowing Cecilia's disposition, he understood that she wasn't inclined to engage in cutthroat competition, let alone having chosen an art student with a junior college background as her supporting cast.

Cecilia gazed at his surprised expression and offered a reassuring smile.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY “Why the surprised look? I belong to the Fowler family and I'm your girlfriend. If I were to lose to the lover of some casual rich man, it would invite ridicule not only upon the Fowler family but also upon you. Such matters are commonplace in the world of appearances.” That girl might intent on exploiting the prominence of both the families of Fowler and Evans.

Cecilia had no intention of affording her that opportunity.

Should the girl fail to conduct herself appropriately, Cecilia had no qualms about putting an end to her ambitions.

Mark observed Cecilia silently, as though reevaluating her. She exhibited a poised and seasoned demeanor.

She had been in the showbiz for a considerable amount of time.

How could she remain simple and naive? Cecilia hadn't made a fuss about it before simply because Mark had been gravely ill.

After a significant pause, Mark offered a gentle smile and said, “That's good to know.” Cecilia didn't delve too deeply into Mark's thoughts.

During Mark's recovery, in addition to looking after him, Cecilia tended to her own matters.

Both of them seemed content with the arrangement.

Two days later, Mark's condition had significantly improved. He approached the doctor, inquiring about the possibility of being discharged.

“I believe I could be discharged today.

Chapter 2002 This place feels stifling” The doctor smiled.

“You've made remarkable progress since your admission, Mr. Evans. Trust me” Mark sweetly added, “My Cecilia shares the same sentiment.” The doctor was delighted.

“You two share a wonderful bond. It's quite sweet for Miss Fowler to set aside her career and prioritize taking care of you." As they talked, a series of knocks echoed at the door.

Mark glanced over and spotted two unfamiliar individuals.

The man had a chiseled face and prominent ears, while the woman beside him appeared rather young.

Mark had a hunch about their identities.

Mark gazed toward the door, a guess about the identities of the visitors forming in his mind.

“Think you're in the wrong room,” he commented dryly.

Chandler, with his distinctive square face and prominent ears, stood out like a thumbtack on a blank canvas next to the younger girl accompanying him. In his hand was a photograph. Comparing its image to Mark, he ran fingers through his thinning hair.

“This is odd; it looks just like you." Chandler's hesitation was apparent. The girl, Elaine Shaw, quicker on the uptake, sprang into action.

Elaine, an art student, had the world at her feet.

Bright-eyed, energetic, and talented, she was the epitome of youthful promise.

Yet, she knew the entertainment world wasn't kind; without a helping hand, she could spend decades in obscurity.

Aligning herself with Chandler was a gamble.

Elaine's eyes sparkled upon seeing Mark.

He had an air about him that turned every woman's head.

With grace, she poured a glass of water, placing it into Mark's hand.

“I've heard so much about you from Mr. Lewis. I'm a big fan,” she cooed, sliding her fingers along the back of his hand, hoping Chandler wouldn't notice.

Chapter 2003 Mark just offered a knowing smirk. Back in the day, he'd navigated these waters countless times.

Instead of indulging her, he set the glass aside.

“What brings you here?” Chandler, always alert, shot a warning glance at Elaine before addressing Mark, his voice quivering.

“I regret how I've treated you before, Mr. Evans. I've been set straight by Peter. I need your help to restart the mine in the northwest. My family’s struggling; my kids’ school fees are sky-high.” Mark shot Elaine a playful look.

“Kids in junior high school grow up that fast these days?” The air grew thick with tension.

Mark seemed relaxed and at ease.

Chandler, on the other hand, took a moment before regaining his composure.

her youthful beauty and her knack for handling

on Chandler; sometimes, though,

hoped to sway him, he'd have to play into Mark's known

deep breath,

Evans, this VIP room looks nice, but it

be better with someone like Elaine around? She's top-notch at taking care of people.” Elaine held back a reaction, her lips pressing into a

was just what

eyes met hers

Keeping her here isn't in line with my principles, especially since I have a family to think about.” Chandler

should have

evident, his jaw

could recover, the door opened, revealing Cecilia with

eyes darted between Chandler

actress and deduced

as the Fowler family daughter, knew she stood

gaze towards Mark held an edge

lounging, straightened up as they

arms and ruffled Edwin's

sent over some treats. Want a bite?” With her baby teeth, Olivia

wiped away her mess, and then he

drawn to its

hand, bit into his cookie with force, his gaze fixed on

have a family. It's

here. He thought of seeking

still somewhat disoriented, was suddenly tugged

them clicked shut,

interest in

not for you to live lavishly. Do you recognize that woman? She's from the prominent Fowler family in Duefron, and she’s Mark's former spouse. I overlooked her significance earlier and now she’s

mask her disappointment, questioned, “So why introduce me to Mr. Evans?” Chandler

“Had his former wife not shown up, he might have

only responded with

deduce his intentions. Just a heads up; don't cross me. Inform Simon that you're on board for that supporting role. Not only do you need

slap to Elaine's

up

looked over her shoulder at the closed door, resentment building up against

room, the children had finished

assignments, while Olivia reveled in the affection from her father,

was quite fond of him. She loved

conversation was

emerging, her speech was a tad

her adorable dimples were on full

hints of auburn, adding to

amusing Olivia, glanced over at

was engrossed

earlier incident, yet

shifting her focus from the script, Cecilia let the

into complicated discussions, especially

Mark grinned.

and planted several affectionate

on her reading, retorted, “However

on a chair adjacent to the bed, her head lowered, and her glossy black hair casually tied back. From his vantage point,

Her skin was impeccable.

After a brief pause, he said, “Olivia and that woman are worlds apart. It's unfair to even

tweaked her

of attention for many; her brother, in particular,

princess in the eyes of

but Mark, ever persistent, teased, “Feeling a twinge of jealousy, are we?” “Why should I feel any envy towards her?” Cecilia shot

close. Perhaps she'll brighten your days.” Mark chuckled

Cecilia shut

dinner.” “We have a meal

trying his hand at new recipes,”

I promised I'd taste his latest creations tonight” Mark raised an eyebrow,

just

office? As Cecilia gathered Edwin's belongings, she said, “Waylen's taken a week off. He coordinated with Jazlyn so he could spend more time with the children.”

she ushered the children

they were gone, Mark collapsed onto

posed the most

his breath, labeling Waylen with a few

of a mere disagreement over stock in a project, Waylen

Waylen's decision to take time off for

feeling vexed, tossed

him why, despite everything, Waylen had

Mark's view, Waylen had quite the

phone, he hastily dialed

contract with Exceed Group,” Mark

“Waylen might have reservations.

sweeten the deal

his

the lavish

haunting melody of a

was the one

greeted by Leonel near the

in tow, walked towards the

a piano piece, had Rena

was unmistakable; Olivia was far more

was busy with his laptop, exuding an aura of acute alertness from the

room, Marcus was

and with

hint of irritation, Marcus just adjusted

was busy weaving

2008 Observing this chaotic household, Cecilia felt a mix

Rena seemed to

aimed to remain enticing for Rena, not wanting

Cecilia settled in, Waylen

was about to start cooking when his

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