A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2141 “Good morning, Miss Thomas,” Tina greeted with practiced ease.

“I'm Mr. Steve's secretary, Tina Adams.” Laura raised a curious brow.

Edwin had used ‘Nelson Steve’ as an alternate name, and Tina had been instructed to call him that only in Laura's presence.

The reason? It remained a mystery.

Laura looked stunning, draped in a loose-fitting man’s shirt. Her lean calves were accentuated against the fabric.

Tina's eyes kept drifting back to her.

Edwin, sensing Tina's lingering attention, said with a touch of irritation, “Go wait in the car.” Once the door closed behind Tina, Edwin's gaze settled on Laura, taking in her apparent discomfort.

Softening, he asked, “Did last night's birthday surprise sit well with you?” Her cheeks flushed in response.

Spotting her bare feet, he quickly fetched a pair of slippers.

“No more wandering shoeless,” he admonished gently.

“I've got a meeting about an acquisition. We'll spend some quality time later tonight.” Laura's silent response was a prolonged, intense gaze.

A childhood accident had left her with aphasia; and even after receiving treatment overseas, words seldom escaped her lips. Aside from her parents, she was mostly ensconced in her own world. That was until Nelson entered her life.

Their relationship had spanned a year, with Nelson introducing her to this apartment three months back.

She'd essentially moved in, with her studio relocated here, immersing herself in work. Nelson didn't always stay the night due to his demanding job.

The fondness in Laura's eyes as she looked at Edwin was palpable.

He was about to depart, but seeing the longing in her gaze, he couldn't resist pulling her into a tender embrace.

EE oT TR SE i Koos “I've got some new recipes planned for tonight.” Laura nestled closer, nodding her understanding.

Edwin's gaze settled on Laura.

Chapter 2142 Though she was a year his senior, she was so sheltered, thanks to Peter and Lina's overprotective parenting. Laura wasn't acquainted with the nuances of household chores, nor was she keen on mingling in social circles.

She exuded an innocent naivete he rarely encountered, reminding him of someone he couldn't quite place.

Smoothing out his suit, Edwin made his exit.

Once inside the car, Tina shot him a knowing look, noticing the tousled state of his hair.

It was obvious they had a quick session before he left.

Tina remarked, “Miss Thomas is truly captivating. She's not at all how I pictured her.” Diving into the acquisition details, Edwin's attention momentarily wavered as he questioned, “How did you picture her, then?” Wearing a knowing smile, Tina responded, “Given Miss Thomas’ intricate and I her as modern and vintage-styled designs, pegged edgy. But in person, she’s delicate; reminds me of a gentle creature that just tugs at your heart.” Edwin gave a half-laugh, signaling Tina to tread lightly with her words.

Being the perceptive woman she was, she swiftly shifted gears, diving into work chatter.

As the clock struck eleven, Edwin's latest achievement became the talk of the town. At 26, he had risen to the top, becoming the primary shareholder of the Lewis Group.

A massive 12 billion dollar asset shuffle put him in the spotlight.

Over the next couple of years, he had big plans to revamp the Lewis Group and reintroduce it to the market.

That evening, the Lewis Group threw a grand party in honor of this significant milestone.

Edwin, with his newfound status, was the center of attention.

High-profile celebrities and socialites gravitated towards him, but he maintained his distance, always having an eye for the finer things.

‘When Edwin's phone buzzed, Mark's name flashed on the screen.

Edwin greeted him with a grin.

After exchanging a few words, he shared some of his ambitious plans.

Mark, usually hard to impress, genuinely admired Edwin's assertive tactics.

“It's only chapter one,” Edwin remarked, an air of nonchalance in his voice.

Once the call ended, Tina approached with an update.

“Mr. Evans, your appointments for the day are wrapped up. You deserve some rest after today’s whirlwind.” Feeling the weight of the day on his shoulders, Edwin handed Tina his drink and loosened his tie.

Chapter 2143 “I can feel the fatigue. Let the former executives of the Lewis Group know we're meeting at nine tomorrow,” he instructed, already making his way out.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce awaited him outside. Chris Shelton, ever the punctual chauffeur, held the door open for him.

Chris caught sight of Edwin and promptly opened the car door, a gesture of respect.

Edwin slipped inside gracefully.

As he settled, Tina leaned closer, her voice gentle yet professional, “Good night, Mr. Evans.” Edwin simply nodded, his thoughts already drifting elsewhere.

A memory flickered-his promise to Laura about a homemade meal. He glanced at the time and sighed, realizing it was far too late.

The rich aroma of perfume encircled him.

Swiftly, he handed over his jacket to Tina, instructing, “Send this to dry-cleaning.” For amoment, Tina looked taken aback.

But before she could process, the limo's door clicked shut and the vehicle glided away.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY Edwin's voice broke the silence after a while.

“Pull over at the next corner; pick up some wontons at that restaurant.” Chris, well-acquainted with the routines and preferences in Edwin's life, grinned.

“Ah, Miss Thomas’ favorite?” Receiving no response, Chris focused on the road while Edwin sank into deep contemplation.

Memories flooded back; the chance encounter with Laura overseas and his deliberate efforts to win her heart.

charm, looks, and knowledge about her, it wasn't challenging

he wondered if he'd put

impending meeting with the Smith heiress on Saturday. Potentially, an alliance could be formed

Laura, as endearing as she was, wasn't part of his long-term plans. In fact, he initially just intended for her to

image of Laura, vulnerable and heartbroken, unsettled

was delicate, the type to weep

Edwin's apartment, Chris, his driver, remarked, “Your villa is way closer to your workplace, Mr. Evans. Why not have Miss

Holding a takeout box, Edwin shot Chris a piercing

his family villa? The place his parents once called home?

and moved towards the

presence, Drawing

her design. Her voice a blend of frustration and surprise, she muttered, “This is your doing.” Acknowledging the blame with a soft, “It is,” Edwin wrapped his arms around her, lifting

hand brushed against Laura's trim

both breakfast and lunch, didn’t you? Why would you do that?”

to defuse his irritation, Laura hugged his neck and murmured, “I had some breakfast.” Angela's Library Edwin shot

someone not particularly easy-going, he certainly showed

the couch, draping a blanket

your jacket?” Laura

paused, searching

smooth talker, he managed to shift the topic with

kitchen, Edwin began

resisting the urge to return to her sketches and

only in a shirt, work his culinary magic, Laura found herself

around his waist, and on a rare whim, let her fingers brush

eat?”

His response came tersely.

“I did”

“You mentioned you'd be

the kitchen's soft lighting, his features were undeniably attractive, but she sensed a depth she

cared deeply for him, but there was so much she didn’t know about him, and she hesitated to probe since he didn’t

deep and probing,

Library “If 1 didn’t come back, would you just let yourself starve? Would you continue Like

was new territory

in Edwin's expression shifted, but before Laura could discern it, he tilted her chin upward, sealing their lips in a fervent embrace. In a whirlwind of emotions, she found

woolen blanket was slowly pulled

in an oversized black shirt; her entire

with a passionate kiss, their connection

Their intimacy deepened.

Laura found herself in

It was quite dim.

the dark, especially

forget how her sitter locked her in the storage

the woman's return, she completely

and damp confinement

eventually discovered her, Laura was on

dark, Laura found solace

felt a restlessness and the urge to shower, yet the twenty-six-year-old man was brimming with energy. She

her eyes and all she could see was

was

against his handsome face

found himself in

that very moment, he wanted so bad to reveal his true name, Edwin Evans. However, he refrained, instead channeling his inexplicable emotions

the room was bathed

the bathroom for a quick shower. Upon his return, he felt revitalized. Retrieving his trousers from the foot of the

the blanket, perching on the edge of the

the faint blush of post-lovemaking contentment as she

heart raced with

and now he presented her

a gentle, hoarse smile and encouraged her, “Go ahead, open it.” The gift was meant for her the previous night, but their passion had left no time for

finally presented it

a glance at him before lowering her head, her hands trembling slightly as she devoutly opened the

was a delicate pink

the surrounding smaller diamonds artfully

a distinctly feminine

even the smallest kindness shown to her. Swiftly, she lifted the necklace to her neck and asked, “Is it beautiful?”

her, his voice growing even hoarser than

himself inexplicably irked. He reached for a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table, extracted one, and lit it. As he carefully secured the necklace around her

Edwin took a long drag, exhaling a

he extinguished the

at her with profound

Unable to resist, he

unique charm. It was jet-black,

they made love, her ebony hair sprawled like a dark contrast against the pristine, snow-white

gazed at him with a

to the bathroom to wear the pink diamond necklace herself

it all the more because it was a gift from

share a meal, and

frequent attention during their intimate moments;

as red as

rushed to join Edwin for dinner. Despite the mixed motives behind Edwin's actions, he generally treated her well. Her self-sufficiency was Limited,

was there, he took charge of

prepared extra food and stored it in the fridge, ensuring she could heat it up when hunger

remained below 10@ pounds, a fact

the dining room, Laura nibbled at her meal in small bites.

Despite the stack of documents awaiting his attention, his interest in them

gaze inadvertently fell

bent his head to tap the cigarette's ashes, a growing sense of unease weighing on

remained until

that time frame, he had to

More accurately, he planned

kindling her