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.

couldn't get it today. Frustrated, she headed back to the dressing room to change, ready to head

that moment, the door to the private

figure entered and shut

the room, only

for harassment” Marcus paid no attention to

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 too cozy with that guy, Miss Brown? Have you forgotten you're Matthew's mom?” The fabric of his outfit brushed

in a compromising

she retorted sharply, “And what exactly are we

me spell it out for you. We're over. That means you're free to

I choose to spend my time with is none

pushed

ached

felt no

ki*sed her cheek, his voice

feel like killing you now!”

client and backed 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

consider me, because without me, there are plenty of women ready to fall into your arms! And you can use them to get under my skin. But Marcus, that doesn't affect me anymore.” Melissa calmly indicated their dispute

nudged him gently. “Let me gol” Marcus released her but didn't leave. Instead, he

desire to shower. She grabbed

are your own person. I really had

a moment, Melissa opened

the window, letting the chilly breeze help soothe her frustration and disappointment. This

back home without

a pair of men's

aback for a second, and then looked up

she cheerfully said, “Mr. Smith mentioned he was an old friend of your mom. He stopped by to visit

off her coat and

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

really adored the

to their father's genetics, both kids had mental disabilities and couldn't

there was a frailty

quite fond of

her challenging past, he admired her courage and determination. Not many had the guts to

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 from

it on my own” Julie, arranging the plates,

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 our dinner!” Julie, wiping her hands on her apron,

seemed so kind

if there was a hidden

was the only one who enjoyed the

out, but she wasn't particularly pleased about his presence, either.

leave once the meal was done. Before he left, however, he approached the boy and gave

couldn't help but gaze at

his temper was so obviously like his mother’s. He had

say, he adored

coat and made his way to the door. To his surprise, Melissa also stood up, saying, “I'l

of the apartment building. Melissa pulled her coat

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

paused for a couple of seconds before adding, “I won't beat around the bush, Melissa. The situation at home has improved significantly with usin the last few years, but we still lack a suitable 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 going to become of Matthew when that day

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, thank you,” Melissa said in

by, prompting her to cross 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

think I would willingly return to such miserable times again?” “Well, don't you want

living my own life. I am done being manipulated by

a nod,

her disappear into the

dim light, there was no mistaking her tenacity. She was so small and

to

forgive me! Does she really not care

between his lips, lt it, and

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.

hope, but everything went up in flames after she fell in love with Edwin and

ruined, and she brought everything upon

Upstairs.

as soon as

have a grudge against Mr. Smith?” she asked as she turned her head to

house slippers. “I wouldn't call it a grudge, exactly. But I would much prefer that he doesn't meddle in my business or show his

remark, “It's just that, he seemed Like a good 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”

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

plan in mind, one that would not only reverse Watson Group's current financial situation in half a year, but also ensure profit

her self-imposed schedule was, it only made sense for her

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

couldn't help but smile at that. It was always nice to know that loved ones were living a good life. “Then,

up too late though.” Melissa nodded and waited until the

from her desk lamp, she propped her chin on her hand and browsed through the pile of

was just about to head to bed when she

was from Marcus. “How is Matthew today?” Melissa typed out her reply. “He is doing all right. He

Watson Group.” Why would she ask

offend him, so after careful consideration, she only sent him two words. “Thank you” In another part of the 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

a scoff as he plopped down on the seat across from Marcus. “Itis said that single men are prone to have problems sleeping. Seems true enough to

to fall asleep! And your mother

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 dislike her that much, I'l tell them not pursue a contract with her.” Waylen