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.

Elaine, noting her youthful beauty and her knack

of presenting Elaine to Mark weighed heavily on Chandler; sometimes, though, sacrifices had to

if Chandler hoped to sway him, he'd have

a deep breath,

VIP room looks nice, but

care of people.” Elaine held back a reaction,

just what she'd

eyes met hers briefly before addressing

Trying to win me over or catch me in a trap? Keeping her here isn't in line with my principles, especially since I have a family to think about.” Chandler was

should have guaranteed Mark's compliance, but the reality

was evident, his

he could recover, the door opened, revealing Cecilia with Olivia and

between

recognized the rising actress and deduced Chandler's role in

being a significant figure in showbiz, Cecilia, as the Fowler family daughter, knew she stood a

gaze towards Mark held an edge of

lounging, straightened up

lifted Olivia into his arms and ruffled

grandma sent over some treats. Want a bite?” With her baby teeth, Olivia eagerly took a cookie, nibbling it

and then he soaked a cookie in milk; handing it

drawn to

his gaze fixed on Elaine. She felt a chill down her

“Like I said, I have a family. It's time for you to

was out of place here. He

somewhat disoriented, was suddenly tugged by

they reached the hallway and the door behind them clicked shut, Elaine

interest in me after seeing him?” Elaine chose

for a reason; 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 upset because of you. Let me be clear; don't get on her bad side. If things go south, we'll both pay

to mask her disappointment, questioned, “So why

shown up, he might have been. He did smile

Chandler only responded with a dismissive

cross me. Inform Simon that you're on board for that supporting role. Not only do you need to play your part, but you also need to keep

a sharp slap to Elaine's face before storming

welled up in Elaine's

her shoulder at the closed door, resentment building up against

the room, the children

Olivia reveled in the

of him. She loved curling

was one

teeth still emerging, her

whenever she laughed, her adorable

locks had hints of auburn, adding to

amusing Olivia, glanced over

was engrossed in her

earlier incident, yet Mark felt compelled to break the

shifting her focus from the script, Cecilia

to delve into complicated discussions, especially in the kids’

Mark grinned.

and planted

our Olivia will be quite the beauty as she matures.” Cecilia, still concentrating on her reading, retorted, “However

and her glossy black hair casually tied back. From

Her skin was impeccable.

said, “Olivia and that woman are worlds apart. It's unfair

playfully tweaked her

many; her brother, in

princess in the eyes of both the

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

keep her close. Perhaps she'll brighten your

shut

Edwin and Olivia home for dinner.” “We

hand at

I'd taste his latest creations tonight” Mark raised

was just an

instead of at his office? As Cecilia gathered Edwin's belongings, she said, “Waylen's taken a week off. He coordinated

she ushered

gone, Mark collapsed onto his bed, deep

think that perhaps Waylen posed the most significant challenge

muttered under his breath, labeling Waylen with a few

still miffed that, because of a mere disagreement over stock in a project, Waylen had resorted to

Waylen's decision to take time off for the kids

vexed,

him why, despite everything, Waylen

Mark's view, Waylen had quite

phone, he

the contract with Exceed Group,”

“Waylen might have reservations.

perhaps sweeten the deal

his frustration peaking, Mark flung his

at the lavish residence of Waylen

door, the haunting

was the one

greeted by Leonel near the entrance. Both boys

with Olivia in tow, walked towards the grand

piece, had Rena

play was unmistakable; Olivia

laptop, exuding an

was engrossed

tower was precarious, and with Olivia's approach,

of irritation, Marcus just adjusted

weaving braids

household, Cecilia felt a mix of

Waylen and Rena seemed to bask in the

looked dapper. He always said he aimed to remain enticing for Rena, not

settled in, Waylen threw her

was about to start cooking

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