A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He glanced at the female star beside him, Mina Wright. If Sylvia hadn't jogged his memory, he would have forgotten her name.

The vice president seemed quite fond of Mina and was keen on making her the face of the company. Since the vice president was senior to Marcus and he even brought Mina to meet them in person, Marcus found it hard to decline his suggestion.

Yet, the woman overstepped by meddling in Marcus's personal life.

Taking his time, Marcus approached the golf ball and expertly sent it rolling into the hole.

The people around him were quick to shower him with compliments.

Holding the golf club, Marcus responded to Mina's inquiry, “She's my son's mother. Oh, Miss Wright, are you perhaps expecting and Looking for tips on how to be a good mother?” Mina's cheeks turned red.

She was quick to pick up on the irritation in his tone. His feigned ignorance was away to embarrass her. Used to praise, this was new territory for her. Despite the interest from her many wealthy suitors, none matched Marcus’ allure.

His elusive nature only seemed to increase his appeal.

Annoyed yet resilient, Mina chose to play dumb. She ran her fingers through her hair flirtatiously and replied, “Mr. Fowler, stop teasing me.

I'm still single” It was clear to everyone she was attempting to charm him.

Marcus, however, simply acknowledged her words with a nod and went back to his game, treating the golf ball as if it were the center of his universe. Mina's efforts to draw his attention were in vain.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Mina decided to back off.

‘s Meanwhile, the coach took Melissa to a different court.

Melissa had never played golf before, so she was starting from the very beginning.

The coach was incredibly patient. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her, and gently guided her hands, covered in gloves, explaining the essential techniques and skills.

She took her lessons very seriously.

However, to onlookers, their stance seemed overly close.

Marcus, at least, saw it that way.

He approached them, holding a golf club, his tall and striking presence undeniable. The coach recognized him immediately and paused his instructions to say hello.

With alight smile, Marcus said, “Please, go on." The coach then resumed the teaching.

Leaning on his club, Marcus mentioned in a relaxed tone, “My dad called to ask about Matthew. I mentioned Matthew's reading and spelling abilities. He then said he'd like to teach Matthew himself.

He wanted me to ask what you think”

The coach released Melissa.

Surprised, he turned from Marcus to Melissa. “Miss Brown, you and Mr.

Fowler...” Marcus cut in, “We have a kid together.” Mina then joined them as well.

Dressed in a black silk dress and a white jacket, she looked stunning.

She couldn't fathom losing to Melissa.

Despite Melissa's beauty, she didn't outshine Mina. Standing at only about 53", she was too slim and wore minimal makeup.

Yet, it was clear Marcus was jealous.

Without a word, Melissa turned to the coach. “Let's go on.” How could the coach keep going? With a slight smile, he suggested, “Mr. Fowler is skilled at golf.

Maybe he could give you some tips?”

Melissa didn't make it hard for the coach, but she wasn't about to let Marcus win... She then headed to the lounge and ordered a drink.

Marcus watched her from afar but didn't approach.

Meanwhile, Mina took a seat beside her and inquired, “Do you mind if I join you?” Melissa offered a small smile.

She wasn't interested in befriending Mina, so her response was lukewarm. Mina glanced towards where Marcus was and said in a low voice, “I guess every woman dreams of marrying someone like Mr.

Fowler. Why don't you like him?” Melissa wasn't taken aback by Mina's question.

Marcus had it all. He was born into wealth, was the executive director of the country’s largest conglomerate, and was strikingly handsome.

Despite his usual arrogance and coldness, women flocked to him.

But Melissa knew all too well what he was like in private and therefore wasn't as captivated.

Sipping her drink through the straw, she hinted, “He's single now.” When Mina was on the verge of replying, someone draped a towel over Melissa's head, its scent unmistakably masculine, filled with the aroma of men's cologne.

Melissa removed the towel only to see Marcus standing nearby.

The man scoffed. “When did you start talking so much?”

Melissa shot back, “Probably around the time I started working as your secretary, making your meals and catering to you daily.” Everyone around them held their breath.

In the business world of Duefron, Melissa was likely the only one bold enough to challenge Marcus in such a manner.

Yet, Marcus didn't retaliate. He shifted his focus to Mina, remarking, “I've heard from Mr. Waston that you're quite the golfer” Mina believed she had finally grabbed his attention.

She shed her jacket, eager to demonstrate her prowess.

But then Marcus gestured towards Melissa and declared, “Your new task is to teach her. If she picks up golf, we'l seal the endorsement deal and sign the contract tomorrow. If not, consider the deal over.” Mina was dumbfounded.

Melissa, regaining her composure, stood and demanded, “Marcus, what are you trying here?” ‘s Marcus, drying his neck with the towel, gave her a Look. “What, still clinging to that guy? You're not exactly young anymore. It’s time you act a bit more mature.” Melissa was so furious that she ended up kicking him.

it today. Frustrated, she headed back to the dressing room to change, ready

that moment, the door to the private dressing room

shut the door behind

room, only his footsteps

herself pinned against the wall... She declared sharply, “You know, I could sue you for harassment”

crossed Marcus's

make her aware of him, though his tone remained icy. “Didn't it seem to you like you were

in a

she retorted sharply, “And what exactly are we to each

over. That means you're free to get close to any

I choose to spend my time with is

once again pushed her against the wall

back ached from the

she felt no

voice light but laced with

feel like killing you now!” She allowed the

the wall and whispered, “Marcus, remember when you stole my client and backed me into a corner? You should've known better than anyone that this was coming our way." She

have to consider me, because without me, there are plenty of women ready to fall into your arms! And

Marcus released her but didn't leave. Instead, he took a seat on the sofa and

shower. She grabbed her clothes and began to

your own person. I really had no right to interfere. I'm sorry, and I

a moment, Melissa opened the door and

letting the chilly breeze help soothe her frustration and disappointment. This helped her shake off some

made it back home

as she walked in, she noticed a pair of men's leather shoes that

aback for a second, and then looked up

Melissa, she cheerfully said, “Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by to visit you and Matthew, and even brought a bunch of presents” Julie was clueless about the real situation. She just thought Thomas was

cool, Melissa took off her coat and slipped into

didn't want to drag Julie into this mess, so she fixed her gaze on Thomas and said

adored the

father's genetics, both kids had mental disabilities and couldn't take over the family business.

was

quite fond

respect for Melissa. Understanding her challenging past, he admired her courage and determination. Not many

respectful tone, Thomas looked at Melissa and said, “Are things at the company giving you a hard time? 've heard there were some issues with the funding. I know a few people who might be able to assist.” Melissa preferred to keep her distance

Julie, she responded in a low voice, “I'l handle it on my own” Julie, arranging the plates, offered a warm smile and said, “Mr. Smith, that's very generous

enjoy the meal together.” Then, Julie was quick to bring Matthew's food, ready to feed him, when he clung to Thomas, declaring, “I want Grandpa Thomas to hold me.” Melissa cast a glance at the boy, advising, “Don't refer to him that way." Bears Thomas, with a smile, replied, “Its alright. Matthew has taken a liking to me, and he's quite adorable. If-—" Melissa

Thomas, who seemed so kind and

there was a hidden conflict between

one who enjoyed

out, but she wasn't particularly pleased about his presence, either. And she made her sentiments clear

for Thomas, he was no fool. He could clearly sense how she felt about him being there, so he decided to take his leave once the meal was done. Before he left, however, he approached the boy and gave him

couldn't help but gaze at the boy for one

his father's side, but his temper was so obviously like his mother’s. He

he adored the boy very

that, Thomas grabbed his coat and made his way to the door. To his surprise, Melissa

moment later, they walked out of the apartment building. Melissa pulled her coat tighter around

to the backseat. Thomas dismissed him with a small wave of his hand and silently instructed the man to wait inside the

heir. I am aware that things are strained between you and Marcus. But he is bound to marry sooner or later. What do you think is

you are still a Smith. And so is Matthew. I hope you can think matters over carefully, for the sake of your son's future.” “No, thank you,” Melissa said in

years ago, Mr. Smith. I know you weren't obligated to take responsibility of me. But my answer then will never change. My surname is Brown, not

I have left those days of hardship behind me. What makes you think I would willingly return to such miserable times again?” “Well,

interested in living my own life. I am done being manipulated by other people

Smith.” Melissa gave him a nod,

watched her disappear

was so small and

he turned to greet the man who stepped out of the

Does she really not care about me at all?” Thomas took out his pack of

his lips, lt it, and then

a puff of smoke. “It's because you were never there for her. By all rights, you are only simply a sperm donor. You were absent throughout her difficult childhood. How can you now expect her to give a rat's ass about you? More importantly, she is living a good life now. She has no reason to look back.” Weldon narrowed his eyes and harrumphed. ‘m not giving up!” With the way things were, he had

went up in flames after

was ruined, and she brought

Upstairs.

up to Melissa as soon as she

she asked as she turned her head to make

would much prefer that he doesn't meddle in my business or show his

lightly. “I don't think he will be back again” She was swamped with work, but she made a point of making time for Matthew. They played around until nine in the evening, after which,

Julie brought her something to eat. “Why don't you call it a night?” she said to Melissa in concern. “You wouldn't want to strain your eyes, would you?” Melissa took a bite of the cookie. “With the amount that they're

get easier once this project is done.” She already had a plan in mind, one that would not only reverse Watson Group's current financial situation in half a year, but also ensure profit growth in the subsequent

only made sense

milestones. “If only my son was as diligent as you. I won't have to worry about his future so much.” “Oh, I think Shawn's doing fairly well,” Melissa replied with

at that. It was always nice to know that loved ones were living a good life. “Then, I shall leave you

late though.” Melissa nodded and waited until the older woman

she propped her chin on her hand and browsed through the pile

stretched her arms and was just about to

“He is doing all right. He was in good spirits the whole day” A minute passed, but

new message. “I can help you finance the Watson Group.” Why would she ask for his help? If it hadn't been for Marcus, the Watson Group wouldn't be in

city, Marcus stared at his phone screen and pondered the meaning of those words. He thought long and hard about it, but couldn't quite figure out what she meant. Was it a yes or ano? His musings were interrupted when

scoff as he plopped down on the seat across from Marcus.

up from his phone. “You have a wife, Dad, why are you up so late?” Waylen chortled. “Well, 'm way too happy to fall asleep! And your mother likes to indulge

story of your mom and me. However... The Fowler family shall not have a starlet with a vulgar mouth as a daughter-in-law.” Marcus couldn't care less about his father’s issue, and dismissed it by saying, “The vice-president was the one who invited her. They are eyeing her to be the next brand ambassador, but if you