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.

today. Frustrated, she headed back to the dressing

that moment, the door to

figure entered and shut the

room, only his footsteps

just removed her clothes and was about to shower when suddenly, she found herself pinned against the wall... She declared sharply, “You know, I could sue you for harassment” Marcus paid no attention to her protest. He softly caressed

shadow crossed Marcus's

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

in

sharply, “And what exactly are we to each

means you're free to get close to any

spend my time with is none of your

pushed her against the

ached from

no regret or

his voice light

really feel like killing you now!” She allowed

me into a corner? You should've known better than anyone that this was coming our way." She paused, and then went on with a raspy voice, “You always do whatever you want, without

you're the noble Marcus Fowler! You don't have to consider me, because without me, there are plenty of women ready to fall into your arms! And you can use them to

leave. Instead, he

to shower. She grabbed her clothes and

she was leaving, he murmured, “You're right! You are your own person. I really had no right

a moment, Melissa opened the

the chilly breeze help soothe her frustration and disappointment.

made it back home

soon as she walked in, she noticed a

second, and then

When she saw 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

took off her coat and slipped into

her gaze on Thomas and said calmly, “Yes, he was a friend of my mother” At that moment, Thomas was holding

really adored

marrying, Vanessa had two children, but due to their father's genetics, both kids had

yet there was a frailty to him that

was quite fond

Understanding her challenging past, he admired her courage and determination. Not

company giving you a hard time? 've heard there were some issues with the funding. I

on my own” Julie, arranging the plates, offered a warm smile and

you join us for dinner? I've prepared something special. Let's 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 cut him off smoothly, “Let's start

seemed so

wondered if there was a hidden conflict between

was the only one who enjoyed

no move to kick Thomas out, but she wasn't particularly pleased about his presence, either. And she

so he decided to take his leave once the meal was done. Before he left, however, he approached the boy and gave him a peck on the cheek. To Thomas’ delight, Matthew did not reject the gesture, and

help but gaze at

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

adored the boy

To his surprise, Melissa also stood up, saying, “I'l see you off” Thomas could only blink at her for

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

car and was already about to open the door to the backseat. Thomas dismissed him with a small wave of his hand and silently instructed the man to wait inside the car. Then he turned to Melissa and said, “Matthew

has improved significantly with usin the last few years, but we still lack a suitable heir. I am aware that things are

my brother, and the entire Smith family, 100, but... But 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,

her arms over her chest. “I thank you for taking care of me three 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,

you think I would willingly return to such miserable

life. I am

gave him a nod, and

watched her disappear

her tenacity. She was so small and delicate, yet

open, and he turned to

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

his time putting it between his lips, lt it, and

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 no one else to rely

but everything went up in flames after she fell in love

ruined, and she brought everything upon

Upstairs.

up to Melissa as soon as

grudge against Mr. Smith?” she asked as she turned her head to make sure Matthew wasn't around

“I wouldn't call it a grudge, exactly. But I would much prefer that he doesn't

man. He was well-dressed, too, and spoke eloquently. It also seemed like he loves Matthew very much.” “None of that matters,” Melissa said 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,

don't you call it a night?” she said to Melissa in concern. “You wouldn't want to strain your eyes,

be all right; things will 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,

was, it only made sense for her to

Melissa, she was also happy for the latter's milestones. “If only my son was as diligent as you. I won't have to worry about

jewelry.” Julie couldn't help but smile at that. It was always nice to know that loved ones were

too late though.” Melissa nodded and waited until

lamp, she propped her chin on her hand and browsed through the pile of paper. Before she knew it, the clock registered one

arms and was just about to head to bed when she received

is doing all right. He was in good spirits the whole

Watson Group.” Why would she ask for his help? If it hadn't been for Marcus, the Watson Group wouldn't be in such

the meaning of those words. He thought long and hard about it, but couldn't quite figure out what she meant.

across from Marcus. “Itis said that single men are prone to have problems

didn't bother to look 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 me from time to time. You would do well to learn a

chapter of the love 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